Januaryitus

Snow thawed the moment I decided I needed a New York style winter wardrobe, and now there is absolutely no excuse not to do any work, nor to go and hunt down a trapper hat on Bond Street. Really miss the white stuff. London so much prettier blanketed, muted and chilly. Am wondering whether really this all means I should move to... Canada! Imagine, no horrid Tube! No houses all squashed tight as teeth into street! All that room for kids to play wholesomely outside! And all those fur-lined boots...Sigh.

Yes, as you can see I'm suffering from bad bout of Januaryitus. Will report back soon on a higher note, possibly from Toronto.

Happy new year!

Best, Polly