London in Winter

I find London curiously seductive in the dead of Winter.

Sky that can remain the colour of wet cement for days on end and rain that's not really rain but simply water suspended in air often make the city seem pretty bleak. But at the same time, the wintry backdrop gives London its unique character and stoic charm.

Besides, the short days and long nights make this a good time to tackle long-postponed projects, catch up on reading and think great thoughts.

Of course, in reality, I just spend more time watching crap TV and planning trips to warmer and sunnier places.