The turn of season has come.
Even inanimate objects are polite in Britain,
summer never overstays its welcome.
The first foggy morning of the season seemed atmospheric
and very Bronte-esque but that very morning
Due to my new area, I got on the wrong train like a bloody tourist but went past the Battersea power station and had a good look at it from an angle that I rarely see it in.
It is finally being developed after being left dormant for 30 years!
It is going to be a modern complex of shopping center/flats
because God knows London needs more shops
and more unaffordable accommodation.
