UFOs in Covent Garden

This was one of the various interesting and festive sights to which I was treated while spending a few days in London (pronounced 'Laan-dun') with Poppy and friends. Alighting gently in a corner of a courtyard, just around the corner from the buskers and extravagantly priced mulled wine, was what seemed very much like a UFO of some sort.

And with churlish reference to Rolf Harris' new royal portrait... "can you guess what it is yet?"

An expedition to go to see the famed Oxford Street lights was largely disapointing. In its original intention at least. The Oxford Street and Regent Street lights this year are nothing worth writing home about. Nothing, in fact, even worth writing in a blog about. But there we go... blogging is almost an inherently unnatural and irrational activity.