Freezing fog

I passed Turnham Green on the bus this morning and took this snap of the war memorial, looking west. It was very busy at the refugee centre. I brought in more crochet hooks as that’s more popular than knitting at the moment.
D played tennis despite the chill - nothing will stop those tennis nuts!
I hosted a zoom reunion of my French group; it’s so good to talk with these old friends. P is planning to go back to an on-site class. I might do the same, eventually. We compared notes on feel-good films to get us through January.