Santa sighting

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.