Suburban Narnia
February 10, 2012 • Feeling My Age • Comments
Threw back the curtains on a Winter Wonderland this morning: the overnight snow had settled on trees and bushes in neighbouring gardens, though it was already melting on the pavements.
After a long-overdue haircut from barber Chris Loizou in Southfields, headed up the road to catch the tube into work, where “a normal service” was “operating on the District Line” according to the station announcer.
Though most of the snow had gone, an arctic wind was still sweeping the length of the platform – while the indicator boards simply said “District Line” with no train expected – presumably that’s what they mean by “a normal service”.
When the train finally came I took a picture out of sheer relief.