Month: December 2016
#348: Festive fire
‘It was a pleasure to burn. It was a special pleasure to see things eaten, to see things blackened and changed.’- Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
Sugar on Glass
#347: Discarded
‘So often, the discarded love of youth is desperately yearned for in maturity.’ – Wayne Gerard Trotman
#346 – Christmas Coffee
A brief respite from the madness
Oxford Street Lights
Service
#346: Christmas wreath
‘Of all the trees that are in the wood The holly bears the crown.’ – The Holly and the Ivy
#345 – Stormtrooper
Security at Gatwick Airport has really been stepped up…
#345: Father Christmas
‘He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself’ – Clement Clarke Moore, A Visit from St. Nicholas