Some People Feel The Rain, Others Just Get Wet

The Lost Tea Party

Last year for my birthday I had an old fashioned indoors tea party with my granny’s tea cups and old lace table cloth

Powder

I finally got my snow photos developed. Underneath all the travel chaos and lost footings it really was pretty.

Hello Owen!

He's my little dog.

As I walk over Waterloo Bridge every morning I see a large, black seabird perched by the river. There is something almost Pterosaur-like about him. He has become part of my daily routine, like a little friend I pass every day.

Today I finally did a bit of research and I was slightly disappointed to find he wasn't the super rare bird that I had imagined only my beady eyes had spied, instead he's an incredibly common Cormorant.

Embarrassingly when I first noticed him swimming in the Thames a month or so ago I thought he was a (very tiny) seal. I think I'll be a little sad when he finally flies away.