A blog is rather like a baby. ‘Feed me!’ it demands.
Sometimes one doesn’t feel like it. Still… unlike a baby it won’t die of
starvation. Or perhaps it will. To make amends and, quite against my usual
principle of ignoring Christmas until it is imminent, I present a shot taken
this weekend of Santa on his sleigh launching skyward from a garage roof in
Nunhead. Look closely and you’ll see that Santa is wearing ill-fitting glasses.
