Another view from my window.

A wee while ago, there was a small girl out there, constructing a huge snowball. She picked it up and carried it off, I don't know where she was going. Had I been a bit quicker, I could have stolen a shot. The snow seems to be melting a bit now. On the other side of the building no-one has brought the bins in. This is the trouble with flats. As I put ten bins out last night on a frozen pavement, I ain't doin' nuttin.'