It's not all that bleak...

Crossing the Bayswater Road this morning with my dog felt oddly like the walk of shame – I put this down to the fact that one has just crawled from beneath a very large and heavy stone containing the sum of December’s festive activities. It’s odd how 10 days with family can make it all feel a lifetime ago – and how different a place can feel in so little time. A good sort of different, however, was seeing these cheery little critters poking their faces out in Hyde Park. The uplifting sight of snowdrops; lighter evenings; a small terrier on my lap as I write this – is it so bad after all?