Early Empty Xmas (S)Elf, Haymarket, London

Had an absolutely terrible day yesterday. Felt very low, hurt my calf while out running and had a huge, sweary bust-up with a neighbour (who was, very loudly, jet washing his driveway for hour after hour after hour). NOT GOOD IN ANYWAY AT ALL.
The weather hasn't helped either, it's either been mostly grey or pissing it down with rain. Today was another grey, cold day but still decided to go for a walk down to Piccadilly, through St.James's and on to Haymarket. Every street was as dead as a doornail, the only bright colours were coming from this enormous Christmas tree and so I decided to take a self-portrait (never, ever a selfie) in one of the giant baubles. Tomorrow will be a better day.