I’m watching father and son (now new father himself, as of Boxing Day) take down the outside Christmas lights and bonding whilst 3 red kites soar overhead. I can hardly believe I am in London beneath such majestic birds. The neighbours put the remains of their sunday roast on the lawn and wait for the kites to collect. They don’t land, just swoop and collect. Haven’t seen it for myself, but I hope to this weekend! Must be an incredible sight.