Fortnight in review.

Happy Christmas from King's Cross.

Morris dancers having some sort of dance-off in front of Sainsbury's.

My early morning walk on Thursday - not so bad with Christmas lights to guide the way.

A strange fog swept through the southeast this week. Made for some pretty fantastic views.

It may be the most wonderful time of year, but it also seems to be the busiest. Seems to be a combination of general holiday chaos and just trying to fit in as much as I can before I fly out next weekend. This week it was more work, and gatherings with work colleagues (past and present), all culminating in an overnight holiday bash at ours, complete with mulled wine, home-baked cookies, and Secret Santa. Cue much hilarity and mayhem.

So much joy.

Unsurprisingly, after a three night run, my Sunday afternoon has consisted mainly of lounging around, drinking copious amounts of water, and catching up on episodes of Borgen.

Happy Sunday all!

Love.