Hanging
Heather and I have a long standing tradition of braving the cold around the time of my birthday of braving the cold to enjoy the Canary Wharf Winter Lights. This year we went on a after work.
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As I mentioned in the last post we were at Tower Bridge close to Heather’s birthday (and mine), and so we’d actually made a weekend of it. We’d had dinner in a restaurant the and been in a hotel for that early bridge start. So we had the rest of and to enjoy, and had decided to take in some culture.
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We all got old at breakneck speed
It’s a fine view even when it’s a bit foggy
Back in Heather and I visited Tower Bridge. As I briefly mentioned, it happens to be Heather’s favourite bridge, so I thought she deserved to see bit more of it as a little birthday treat. Which is why we found ourselves on a cold Saturday morning, standing outside the engine rooms, ready for a guided, behind the scenes tour.
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After returning to Brixton Heather and I were quickly back, but first a trip to Kentish Town Forum.
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On Heather and finally made it back to Brixton Academy.
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Imposing
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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On the approach
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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