In the final quarter of 2025, here in the City of London and North London, something amazing began to take place. Small increments built and built until it all became natural and right again, aiding the recovery narrative of our city environments in the post-Covid era and the financial revival of the legacy banking systems.
Those areas were aware enough to notice and encourage the return of a much more stable, classic, and desired woman into our daily context. Strong. Charming. Independent. This woman is the blonde.
So, within the day-to-day of what was an unpredictable maelstrom brought on by an "invasive syphon-flow colony" of crypto-criminals, who "played" twenty-four hours only the day after a good day, which has now ended this summer, 2026, I was able to finally "draw what I see" with my pen and paper, an ode to the anchoring moments that made a minute or two seem simply perfect and real again.
So this one's for the blondes in blue. For keeping everything sweet. A lovely thanks to you.
