It’s quite strange being back in London; soft, green and damp. If I show you some photographs of Sicily, do you know what I mean?
I don’t think life is going to be quite so interesting back at home. The final two photographs show the view from the little house we rented…. something I might miss for a while.
Although I must confess I’m quite happy being back in London. The beginning of September always has a feel of a new term about it. Time to start a new notebook and buy a new box of pencils? But for now, I’m just going to enjoy a lingering look back at the summer holiday, before we rush into autumn.
