I just walked from Canary Wharf to Greenwich. And it wasn't actually far at all. The reason? Commuter chaos! Looks like someone will be waking up early and getting the DLR to work tomorrow...
Strange thing: I think I've discovered some secret society on the Greenwich Foot Tunnel lifts. I get on with all this bikers and suddenly they are chatting, greeting the lift operator like a long lost friend and generally having a laugh... all for just a few seconds before the lift reached it's destination and they all split off again.
Saw the Cutty Sark for the first time since the fire. Very sad. One lone reporter was standing next to it. When I say lone, I mean alone! She was operating the camera herself and obviously recording something for an American network... wonder who she pissed off to get that job!
Wow... I've seen a lot of good looking men today. Phew... this may be because I had to walk to and from work... there is my much needed incentive to exercise.
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