It’s very hot today in Holland Park and this made me think of a time, not long after I moved into to the area, when there was a fall of snow.
The night the snow fell, I was walking home from somewhere; it was quite late, perhaps the early hours of morning. Passing the Royal Crescent park, I noticed there was a couple in there. It was dark, but the impression I got was that they were grown ups, middle-aged perhaps; certainly not teenagers.
I assumed they’d been overcome with snow-joy, albeit in the middle of the night, and were out making footprints, a snowman and throwing snowballs before anyone else got the chance.
Great, I thought, that there at least two adults in this rather stuffy neigbourhood so uninhibited.
The next morning, however, as a pale, watery light fell on the park, the true nature of their midnight recreation was revealed…
snow art in w11
