Take me to your leader

Alien in woolly hat with big mouth spotted in local street. 

I love this. Might be an Easter thing. Or just an eccentric’s pastime thing. Anyway it cheered me up on our early evening walk. It’s a George V postbox so not rare, but attractive nonetheless. 

I actually got out twice today and have racked up ten thousand steps, which is unusual for me on a workday when my bum is fastened to a chair. 

Got some holiday now but will be punctuated with bits of deadlines over the next couple of weeks so not a complete break. Not complaining. Life is mostly good. And even better when the postbox wears a hat...