Earlier in the week Mark (King of the Hill) muted an idea of a Christmas lights ride at some point in the future - something I was already planning for. Mid-week Mark suggested that Friday might be a good bet. It was still lockdown, things would be quiet, the weather wouldn't be too bad...so I said yes.
I parked my car in a posh part of Madia Vale, on the posh drive of a posh house of an old friend. A couple of gentlemen from a private security firm sitting in a small car parked on the road nearby viewed me with great suspicion until my friend and his wife greeted me enthusiastically from the doorway. Exchanging pleasantries from a distance I got myself ready and then headed off.
The meeting point was inside Charring Cross Station. The roads were quiet and inside the station it was all but deserted. Mark was there and we wasted little time in getting ourselves outside and off.
|Tate Britain from the other side of the Thames|
|The old Greenwich Naval College in the distance|