Sunrise on the way to work

Coming back after three weeks of blissful holidays, London was quite a bit cooler than when we left. And darker. We now see the sunrise on our way to work, and leave work in the pitch black. It's about this time of year when my urge to ride to work dimishes somewhat - usually about two minutes into my ride when my fingers, ears and nose are freezing, my nose is running and I'm trying to avoide the 17 cars in the bike lane.

On the up side, two of my favourite people are coming to dinner this weekend armed with lovely stories of parks and prosposals and sparklies. Congratulations to the Bear and the Pirate, the loveliest of people!

Winter fading

I left work at 5:30 today, and it was still light.