It was a nice, first sunny, then rainy, but always windy and extremely cold autumn day today. I had to go to my bank which now happens to be on the other side of the city. Or rather:  I happen to be on the other side of the city. However I had a nice walk through Notting Hill, which I love-hate like all the bourgeois places in this world, and went through Kensington Gardens which were beautifully covered in dead leaves.
At some point I thought it could be my favourite place in London, if I wasn't terrified by dogs, and if the happy families around the most amazing playground didn't make me feel like the loneliest person on this planet.

Where the hell am I going?!