My regular lunchtime walk - perhaps two or three times a week - is a circular route through Regent's Park. It is soul-restoring, and with the changing seasons there is a richness to the repetition.
Today's wander coincided with some lovely late Autumn sunshine, and there were still some roses holding out in the face of winter, even though they looked a little bedraggled.
The cold (illness, not thermal) precludes proper tasting tonight. Interestingly, mulled wine (which I'm tasting for a forthcoming Sunday Express column) is a great cold remedy.