A rather grubby urban shot this, in the same pub car park as one I still hold up as the grubbiest. It's been a long wait for one of my own, after two gifts, and one sooner would have probably meant a prettier scene too: the last two weeks has seen London's leaf-strewn tarmac alternately wearing a layer of snow or a sparkling, brutal frost. I've never snapped a snowbound balloon despite the last few years bringing surprising settlage, and I was hoping the latest cold snap would end that sequence. It still might, of course - there's a lot more winter to come.
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