"Are you Mr Orange Brompton? You here to take a photo of that postbox?!"

Not that long ago I went to Wilton's Music Hall (wonderful place) to see if I could get some tickets for an event there later in the month. (Perhaps a blog post for another time). My G-Line and I were very welcome and knowing that Wapping High Street and the Thames path were not far away, I headed south. I did not put anything into my Wahoo and tried to navigate on my own. Obviously this went wrong but I did meet a very helpful chap in more ways than one. 

I realised that I hadn't a clue where I was. I had lost my bearings and resorted to a maps app on my iPhone to at least tell we where I was and what general direction I could point my bike in - to avoid the very busy road that sat behind me. It was then I heard from behind me the words that make up the title for this blog... 

Instinct took over and I summoned up my many years of Judo that I laboured with in my youth, just in case the person who knew who I was turned out to be one of those phone snatcher rapscallion types. They weren't. What they turned out to be was a reader of my blog - Sunil. 

Sunil reminded me of a previous blog post where I had mentioned cyphers on postboxes. I have to confess that I did not remember this blog post or even taking a photo of a post box (apart from the unusual one near the Chelsea Pensioners residence with two sides). Sunil was there on the A1203 for the sole purpose of getting a photo of the postbox cypher you can see below. We had to walk a few hundred metres and there it was. 

This postbox has the Edward VIII cypher on it. He was the king who abdicated so he could marry Wallis Simpson. As such, there are very few of them in existence. Sunil was very pleased to finally spot this one and took lots of photos with a rather fancy Sony camera and lens that looked as if it would be better suited to capturing the images of wild beasts on a safari holiday. 

With directions from Sunil I said my goodbyes and headed off to the Thames Path. (Sunil, if you are reading this, it was a pleasure meeting you and when you get your Brompton on the road again, send me a message). 

As I cycled back reaching Tower Bridge I could not help but take a photo of this Victorian Penfold postbox! 

Until next time, stay safe out there people!