Across the pond

We awoke this morning in our flat in Parliament Court to the first day of winter. Snow flakes were drifting past the window and there was a sprinkling of snow on he roof tops. But by the time we had breakfasted it seemed like the last day of summer.

The sun was blazing directly above the Royal Free Hospital, which surely must be one of the ugliest buildins in London. This morning it was in shadow, a dark grey untidy cube. Folks around here say that the best view of the Royal Free is from the inside looking out, where you can see Hampstead Heath to the north and a panoramic view of Westminster and the City to south.

Looking the other way from our flat across the railway line you can see the roof of the Emirates Stadium, where Manchester City were trouncing Arsenal 3-Nil yesterday. I am too far away to hear the crowd. But inside my head yesterday I did hear the Molineux roar; the Wolves were at home to Blackpool. They won 2-Nil giving them a six point lead at the top of the Championship. If they go on like this they will be playing at the Emirates Stadium next season and hopefully outplaying the Gunners whose current team is rubbish compared to the teams chosen and managed by the Wolves Billy Wright in the days when i still followed football every week.