Thick Atlantic cloud - layer upon layer of it - makes for a somewhat gloomy start to the day.
The donkeys barely visible in the darkness.
Later, when it's brighter, the plumbers dogs come a calling. Sophie once again demonstrates the warm and welcoming side of her nature.
Banana jam in the greengrocers. Horrible.
The greengrocer has placed packs of Christmas chocolates next to the cash desks. A harried young mother with three exceptionally energetic boys is ahead of us. Her three year has an atomic meltdown ( of the fall on the floor, kick your legs, become a dead weight and scream variety ) when told he can't have a chocolate Santa on a stick. His big five year old brother silently eggs him on. The little one year old brother, seated in the back of the shopping trolley, feigns innocence but files the scene away for future reference and embellishment.
In an unrelated development Trumpet of Death mushrooms make their seasonal appearance.
Is frying a turkey an American thing ? : https://twitter.com/ABC/status/933504942366777349