Horses

I woke up this morning, tired and groggy after the OMD concert last night (that's a whole other blog, which I'll wait to post until Jim sends me the pictures he took) and not feeling like going to work. But as I trudged down the hill, I heard the unmistakable sound of 35 horses coming up behind me and, for once, I was prepared with a camera to capture the moment. There is nothing like seeing a large number of horses, in formation, clopping down a busy London street and it always improves my spirits. The thing that's really special about it is that it doesn't seem to happen at the same time every week (although maybe it's me that doesn't happen at the same time every week), so it's always a magical and unexpected experience.