Not as advertised...

Today was going to be sunny and cold, even at 5.45 this morning both my phone app and the BBC were telling me this. I was going to wrap up warm and take sunny photos in Richmond Park.

By 6.30 even I'd worked out that something was amiss when I spotted the first snow flakes. When I stepped outside a few minutes later it was coming down quite steadily and reluctantly I made the sensible decision to turn right back round again. Just as well I did because the snow carried on for the next three hours and it wasn't big exciting snow that turns the world into a pristine white fairyland, it was more like aggravated rain which puts a thin coating of misery over the city.

It did brighten up later in the day and this evening the the sky is a clear unbroken blue, but that's not the point. I wanted to take photos this morning before everybody else got to the park because lockdown has done something strange to me and I really have trouble dealing with too many people. When I'm at work I have no choice but to put up with feeling uncomfortably crowded but damn it this is my week off and today was supposed to be cold and sunny!