A tale of two days in one



Foggy New Cross

What a funny old day it was on Thursday 15th March 2012. The day started with dense fog all over and frost in some areas outside central London. The puffa jacket was definitely brought out of seasonal purgatory (the coat pile in the next room).

But, and it's a big but, the BBC were predicting 20 degrees later in the day. How is a girl supposed to dress for a day like that?!

Sure enough, lunchtime saw me sunning myself, a tiny bit sunburnt and regretting wearing thick tights.  The scene on Islington's Upper Street reflected the day's quandry - a jumper passes by someone with bare legs.

How are we supposed to know what season we are in and what to plant when we seem to be experiencing early winter and early summer in the same day? 

Sunny Islington