With so much expectation, it's hard to title the books - but having just run across the title of the next Harry Potter book via Amazon, I find it downright funny. I'm not sure why this title strikes me as so ridiculous. Perhaps because of course the next book deals with greater risk of death than any others? Because "hallows" has such a saintly ring to it? Perhaps because it's so Gothic?
London's been cloaked in fog for the past few days, with more forecast to come. The hours of daylight are so few, and the fog makes it darker. Today the groundlevel cloud lifted up until it was merely very overcast for a few hours in the afternoon before night resumed again, a day of gloom and cloud tendrils. London's not usually like this - it reminds me more of my time in York than anything else. The fog is persistent enough that all domestic flights were cancelled earlier today and most other flights around the country have been seriously delayed. Also, it's freezing out - literally - which, with fog, is no good combination.
Yesterday, geesepalace and I went for a handful of walks along different parts of the Thames. It wasn't earlier than 11 am when I took this photo of the lurid light on the water, midday sun in the depths of winter. Admire the complete absence of skyscrapers on the left-hand side of the river, and the total lack of Greenwich in the middle.