Walking in the Wind

Somehow I slept through last night’s gales but this morning they were so severe they kept crashing our Juliet balcony windows open. Not what’s called for on a Sunday morning. So I dared the weather to do its worst by walking into it this afternoon and was treated to a beautifully subtle light show as the sun set and even chatted with a complete stranger about Greenwich’s Painted Hall, the Burj Khalifa in Dubai and how corrupt Boris Johnson is. He was a self confessed Tory too.