Right ok, so who the f*ck turned the heater off in London? We’re now back to living our lives in cold and dark days in London, I can’t really complain though because I think we’ve had a good run of the perfect weather this year. So good that I’ve seriously forgotten how to “winter” when I was rummaging through my cabinet for the right clothing to wear. It’s either I’m overdressed for a not-so-cold weather or underdressed for that freezing cold weather. Layers! Layers is the answer and somehow, I’ve forgotten how that works for the first few days. It all came back to me now though so it’s all good.
I took these photos during one of my commutes to work before it started getting dark at 4pm. I used to always walk to Waterloo where I take my train ride home when it was still bright outside when I get off work however these days, it’s already pitch black when I get out of our office building which somehow affects my mood. I just want to get home as fast as I can so I take the bus instead of walking besides, it’s reeeeaaallly not that pleasant to walk when it’s cold and dark.
Also, I haven’t been feeling well. It’s that time of the year for my annual dry cough which keeps me up at night because it feels like my lungs are trying desperately to exit my body through coughing. My stomach feels like I did a million sit-ups by the time I get up in the morning because of all the coughing I’ve done at night, it would’ve been great if it will be accompanied by 6-pack abs but to no avail. Not surprisingly, my husband sleeps through it the entire night. I guess I should accompany my coughing with kicking his shin so it’s not only me who’s losing sleep at night.
Anyway, isn’t London oh so lovely when it’s not dark and gloomy? I already miss walking around the city. No matter how chaotic Central London is, there’s always a hidden alleyway which brings you to a quiet courtyard, a secret garden or a beautiful fountain that you’ll discover which serves as a breathing space from the mayhem of the city. One tip that I’ll give to you if you’re a tourist in London, always take the alleyways (except when it’s dark and there’s a clown holding a red balloon at the end of it) because it’s where the beauty of this city lies.