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Newsagent, West London

This week has passed (is passing) in a haze of ordinary. It is wake up in the dark, walk to the bus stop in the dark, get to work in the dark, work, go home in the dark. This morning it was nick into the newsagent and top up my oyster card (like a rechargable bus/tube ticket) in the dark.

Maybe the ordinary should not be tossed aside so lightly. I posted this photo of the newsagent because there's something cute about the post box, the touches of red and the neat round garbage bag. Most of the post boxes here are like this. And there's beauty in them.

Eyes open, Lexonline. It will be the everyday touches of red that keep the grey out of winter.


Postbox and Policeman, Windsor