Week 25: The Chester Effect

Last Wednesday morning I was focused on work: I had things to do and stuff on my mind. I saw the weekly charity collectors at my station, bowed my head and scurried on by. Half way down the ramp at Finsbury Park I had a pang of guilt and more importantly a blog challenge to complete so I wandered back to the top to be greeted by a patient and ever-so-cute dog called Chester. He posed for the photo, then I posed with my badge and went on my merry way with a spring in my step (it must be noted that this is possibly to do with the lightening of my purse ).

Challenge fulfilled and it felt good.

Gem xxx