Boxing Day

My first urban Boxing Day walk, and a host of very different sights, sounds and smells in the air: racing pigeons circle overhead, an aromatic curry on the breeze, someone hoovering, a family greeted at the doorstep by a happy lady in a big cardigan, Urdu through an open window, overflowing bins await the bin-men, a spliff through car windows and a barbershop family test the new electric shutter.