Up and out early with our packed lunch and down to the
station. We’ve been watching the progress of renovations at the station. Hey
started a couple of months before the
start of the games. When The Man asked about it he was told that it was going
to be up and running by the time of the games. That meant that we would have
much less stairs to go up and down to get to the platform. Well the Olympics have
come and gone, and the Paralympics’ finish tomorrow night/. Are the renovations
finished? No they are not. No real surprises there. The Man was chatting to the
station attendant who told us quite confidently that it will be opened on September
23rd. I’ll keep you posted.
So there we go on the train to London Bridge where we
transferred to a northern line train and rode out to Totteridge and Whetsone.
No not two stations, just one. When we left Crystal palace the skies were clear
and blue, here though they were pattered with plane trails. 
Following our written guide we hopped on a bus and alighted
as instructed at a cutesy country pub called the orange Tree. A short walk
alter and we found ourselves where we were supposed to be, and began our walk
in the woods.
It pretty uneven
underfoot and there were quite a few fallen trees for us to clamber over, which
we did. Along the way we snacked on wild blackberries. I think I’ve mentioned
before that here in the Uk they are not the nuisance weed that they are at home
in NZ. Suddenly we heard a rapid tap tap tap…My frost though was …woodpecker.
The Man and I stood and looked for the source of the sound hoping for a glimpse of the elusive bird, but all we saw
was a couple of crows. So it might have been the black birds as they can be
clever mimics.
Our paper guide took us down some very expensive streets
where it seemed that parked outside every house was a convertible. I kid you
not.
We had a very pleasant chat with a couple of the residents,
who when the found out where we were from regaled us of their holiday tales in
NZ.
Before we turned around to go back tot he station I wanted to visit the local church and to see the extremely ancient Yew tree in its garden, Unfortunately a wedding was just getting under way so we had to make do with a quick wander around the churchyard
No comments:
Post a Comment