On Heather and finally made it back to Brixton Academy.
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On Heather and finally made it back to Brixton Academy.
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The second day of being a tourist, following our visit to Tower Bridge, took Heather and I in close proximity. It wasn’t what we were meant to be doing. The entire reason for booking a London hotel and having two days of tourism was we were supposed to be up early to spend time sailing down the Thames and Medway on the Waverley but she unfortunately suffered damage on the way up to London so couldn’t sail. To console ourselves we were instead up for more or less the opening of the Tower of London.
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The saw Heather and I enjoy a weekend break in the big city centre of London, where we got up to touristy things. More on the later, but the Saturday began with me heading into London (relatively) early in the morning laden with bags, and using the office as a storage point before going to watch the football in a pub (and then another pub when the first got to full of reserved tables), before Heather came and met me at London Bridge station for the start of the excitement.
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Catch up you fool! Well, okay. I’m trying my best. So this post is only two whole months late!
Anyway, as per tradition, Heather and I went to Rochester and around the castle, which was good. Oh, and we found a new spot for lunch in Peggotty’s Parlour because the Deaf Cat was full.
And we only came away with a few books from Baggins.