Clear cut and pale on a cold winters day
Shapes and cool light wander the streets like an army of strays
On a cold winters Day.
Will you let me romanticize
The beauty in our London Skies
You know the sunlight always shines
Behind the clouds of London Skies.
Patient moments you chill to the bone under infinite greys
Vision hindered mist settling low like a ghostly ballet
On a cold winters Day.
Nothing is certain except everything you know can change
you worship the sun but now
can you fall for the rain...
-London Skies by Jamie Cullum
I spent the whole morning of today watching Bridget Jones' Diary movies. It's probably not the best rom-com in the world but it's definitely my favourite! You who have seen the movie might think of Bridget as a hopeless romantic, a fat sexpot, cigarette smoker yet heavily alcoholic. Anyway, what makes it my favourite is that just watching it brings back a lot of memories.
I once walked across Bridget's flat in City of London, past the market, the London bridge, and of course, the Bond Street Debenhams store in the second movie where she shops wedding gowns with and for her mum.
How I miss the misty, grey and cold sky of London. Phew...
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