The Queen's House

I went out for a quick, morning walk in Greenwich Park.  I was hoping to see snowdrops, or a bit of early crocus joy (oh how I Iove a cheery crocus!) but spotted a sudden burst of sunshine on The Queen's House, and thought 'that'll do!' as not a snowdrop/crocus in sight and was time to trot off to work.

I'm a day late with this blip as I foolishly, like a foolish fool, burnt my thumb and index finger on the grill rack last night so no typing for me last night. Dangling them in a cup of ice and water and good old Sudocrem have repaired them. Not a blister in sight this morning, strangely!