Little and Large

Perhaps these hearts are an early St Valentine's romantic declaration between neighbours. If so one of the inmates has more ardour than the other.
More likely the pragmatic explanation is of late Christmas decorations, or permanent door displays in an effort to brighten adjacent unloved front entrances.
How I would love to get the Brasso out and have the letter box on the right shining bright-what a difference that would make.

HL and I were on a bus this morning with Professor Higgs of Higgs Boson fame sitting across the aisle.
I have known him by sight since university days although he was not one of my lecturers, but it would have been nice to have been brave enough to speak to him and congratulate him on being awarded the Nobel Prize for Physics.

But somehow you know how shy and unassuming he is and so you sit and say nothing, only to regret it later.
It appeared that no one else recognised him, and he got off the bus incognito carrying his little plastic bag of shopping.