Walking back from my supper
On the pub I passed what appears to be Snaresbrook Courts accross a pond full of irritated ducks and geese and swans. ( it’s scold night. I guess they’re feeling it too.)

On the side of Snaresbrook road there is an old oak tree and tonight it is dusted in snow. My instincts told me tobtry and take a picture, even though it really was quite dark and there was only sodium street light. But what I got was this great, Blair Witch kinda picture. It’s a bit of avdpooky place at night. Half edge of London and half edge of Epping Forest. Oooer!