Things I actually encountered on the walk to work:
An unusually diffuse quality to the morning light.
The smell of dirty water everywhere.
A trail of discarded playing cards leading from a post box to the village apothecary.
A single brown shoe in the middle of said cards. I think it was a woman's.
Perched on a nearby trash can was a plastic card case with one card remaining. The Ace of Spades.
An Indian restaurant missing all its topiary...again!
And finally a lurid poster proclaiming "Children admitted free!"
Such is the nature of things in the shadow of Stonehenge.
How many times do I have to shout "ARCH!" before it appears?