So on Sunday night and Monday morning, there was proper snow in London.  Everything stopped working.  I did get into work.  Getting home was more interesting and on Tuesday, I gave up the fight and worked from home.

I also took a walk in Brompton Cemetery, with my camera (of course).  It all looked beautiful and suitably Christmas card-ish, there were some great snowman (and dogs).

When I walk there in the summer, I am always quite shocked by the semi-naked sunbathers (I know that other less savoury stuff goes on too, but I try not to think about that!), it seems disrespectful somehow to be lying in a graveyard in a bikini, but people making snowmen and playing in the snow, (and for that matter, taking photos) are not only not shocking but seem completely apt…