I often look down when I walk as having no feeling in my right leg I need to know where my foot is going next. This presents risks in itself such as walking into trees or lamp posts and can make me seem anti-social as I walk straight past people I know. But on a wet day in November when looking down at the pavement I stopped as I spied a creature drawn into the stone, like an ancient cave painting.
Isn’t it lovely – a creature scratched into the surface. An ancient hedgehog perhaps? A leaping over-weight lion?