The White Stuff

November in London has taken hold – grey, wet and dull. So the chances of something even remotely approaching a winter wonderland seem slim to none. This is Rannoch Moor in the Scottish Highlands near Glencoe, from a while back. It certainly puts a different perspective on things when you`re standing there at 11.52 on a Thursday morning instead of waiting for the no.38 bus from Clapton Pond. The cold, the silence and the light can be a touch overwhelming – when you`re the only person there.