Tuesday, 11:20am

The winter is coming to London. The trees are starting to look as though they are dead. It is cold. It is also raining. And someone has a washing machine on their balcony. If it is old and waiting to be thrown away/recycled that may not seem so strange. Except that this one is plugged in. It is actually half way through a cycle at the moment. I can see the clothes going around in it. I can’t believe that it is sitting out in the rain, plugged in, and actually washing clothes.