As I was crouched on the road, a cat sat patiently underneath the car beside me. Both of us were very still, waiting, watching. Until another cat came along, and they battled on the street. Uncertain how feline I appeared to my starlight companions, I decided to call it a night.
In London, in a christmas-sy mood, I snuck into St Martin-in-the-Fields on Trafalgar Square (thanks to a friendly usher), to sing and listen to christmas carols