Brussels.
Gubs, Bruges & Brussels.
Unbeliiieeeeevably cold tonight, but the fog made a walk for groceries a lot more appealing. Pretty.
A Sunday of napping, toast with jam and bookshops. Oxford, 2nd Dec.
Giant faces at Waterloo, stairs at the Tate, cup.
I bought an old album and there were still photos in it. No names or dates or anything. Beautiful, and a bit sad.
A couple of days in Oxford with G. Such a beaut of a city.