Slightly out of season this one, but I felt like posting it. Quite simply, these are my observations on the attitudes of native-Londoners. They tend to be rather icy and insular (never look at one on the tube, and if you do and accidentally make eye-contact, DO NOT smile). Yet when it snowed, they suddenly got really friendly and sociable. Strange people! Enjoy 🙂
An Icy ParadoxA City filled with icemen,
Leaden skies of darkest grey,
Icy winds drove falling snow.
From work and school it kept them away.
#Not had a snow like this for fifteen years#
And something strange in London Town,
As things grew colder the city hearts melted.
Gone was the fixed forbidding frown,
Replaced by friendly warming smiles.
A City filled with snowmen,
Alas such a heart-thaw could not last,
And the snow melted the next day.
As warmer winds usurped the Arctic blast,
Their demeanour grew cold once more.
#A bit warmer this week, things getting back to normal#
Wintry skies of cloud scattered blue,
Dirtied slush lingers in the gutters.
Icepeople return to whatever they do.
A City filled with icemen,