English cafés (pronounced caffs ) feel like a link back to childhood. It needs to be winter to fully enjoy them. Coffee is normally undrinkable.
Wasn’t Christmas lovely here’s a little souvenir.
I have just finished an instagram challenge of a picture a day for a week. Here are some highlights.
This lovely lad belongs to a homeless man. In the midst of a lot of tension and strife he remains serene.
It’s strange to sit in a station and watch. Each train deposits a new batch of people who swarm around then suddenly you’re all alone again.
I spent two days wandering the London Underground I was expecting to make visual discoveries but the sounds of the underground were a revelation.