Winter has definitely arrived, and a few weeks early, too. A shroud of fog was over the city this morning – one of those ones where when I got up to work on the 28th floor, nothing could be seen out of the window except white.
By lunchtime it was still hanging around, and dead leaves were blowing around among the office workers tramping down Lonsdale Street in search of food.
Mine was Souvlaki. <burp>
