Wet Pavements

Schlepping back through the meadows from Riot's, I noticed the pink and blue lights calling to me through the rain from the far end of Lauriston Gardens. I'd never noticed them before but tonight, glimpsed from afar, it's lights reflecting in the wet pavements, it looked magical. 

I crept closer. There was no neon wonderland. Just a Travel Lodge. 
I felt a bit like the little mole...