I feel spoiled that I was able to experience the snow that settled around the Emerald Isle while I was back home and now I got to experience it in the concrete Jungle that is London. A pattern began to emerge where unbeknownst to me I started to find red amongst the white snow while getting lost in boroughs and roads I have not seen before.
Trying to find my bearings with some night time photography, I wish I got a hooded figure walking down the ominous staircase! I feel like that is what’s missing. I shall return and I’ll be attempting to catch such an effigy.
I loathe the dreaded Christmas shop, with frankly rude people barging for their gibbles and queuing for their festive, shitty Starbucks “coffees” although it gave me a reason to bring the camera along and play around with it some more – a small silver lining.