A foggy day in London Town
Had me low and had me down
I viewed the morning with alarm
The British Museum had lost its charm
How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of miracles hadn’t passed,
For, suddenly, I saw you there
And through foggy London Town
The sun was shining everywhere.
So many people have sung this wonderful Cole Porter song. I love the Ella Fitzgerald version. Whenever it’s foggy or misty in London it comes into my head…
A week or so ago I walked up to Ealing Broadway to catch a train to work, as the Piccadilly Line was so dire. The mist was just being burned off as I wandered through Lammas Park, my local.
Thoughtsfromwestfive 
Quite black metal vibe 🙂
Ella Fitzgerald and Black Metal in the same blog? That’s a first!
Hahaha. Yup, that it is.
Very atmospheric. John. Who’da thunk it was Lammas Park? Could be some mysterious wood in deepest Wales. You never know what’s on your doorstep…..
The Arthurian mysteries of West London!
is that your golf ball under the tree?
No – mine would have been sliced onto Northfields Avenue!
Gorgeous!
Thanks! Hope you had a good Christmas.