Suburbia

It was wet and cold this morning, and I was feeling lethargic - so I decided to run to the gym (!) Fortunately my route was quite interesting, passing Eltham Palace and along King John's Walk; a bit of countryside in the middle of suburbia. I suspect these fellows thought I might have some food, they were not too disappointed when I only stopped for a chat.

I'm listening to Albert Ayler (Lörrach/Paris 1966) while typing this, not sure what is going on ("it is oscillating, screaming, melodious, and fearless") but I think I like it.