Please excuse the lack of posts, however one will appreciate that the times, they are a changin'
Way back when I lived in London, on my last Sunday before moving away from said large inner city, Mr P and I went for a walk around his marathon training route (although we only walked about 14 km of it, not his whole 22 km training route...) because I hadn't ever walked along the entire South Bank from Greenwich to Tower Hill. I loved it (and I loved the assortment of random statues and sculptures along the way too). The idea was that P would run to Greenwich while I walked to Canary Wharf and took the DLR from there and meet him on the other side of the river. However, I was rather enjoying the walk and so I decided to walk to Greenwich so poor Mr P had to jog laps back and forth, and back and forth, and back and forth to wait for me. So while I walked about three miles he ran about 12. Bless him.
Photos:
Mr P running along the North side across from Greenwich approaching the Greenwich Tunnel (he ran back and forth along the North Bank between Canary Wharf and Greenwich to accommodate the fact that I walk about 1/10 of the speed he runs)
Following the walk through the rather dodgy estates that surely would frighten any tourist, but are rather endearing to me as I have lived on one myself, we once again emerged into trendy territory where we found a lovely set of stairs in the middle of the path just so...
And the ship repair yard...
One of the things I liked about this area is that they have kept the old docks largely intact whereas they have been changed quite significantly on the North Side...
And some men just "sitting of the dock of the..." oh, just sitting on the dock...
Another random sculpture across from Canary Wharf:
A City Farm (with pigs, if you look really hard...)
We had a stop at a lovely pub that served some of the best Thai Food I've had in ages..
...and we befriended a ladybug...
Represent!
The Anchor is here, but the boat appears to have got away!
Phil checking out what they read just before they boarded the Mayflower...
The Mayflower Pub...at the site (or thereabouts) of where the Mayflower left from. Not sure the Puritans stopped in for a pint first though...
King Edward Park (my local) from across the river...
Ah! Tower Bridge! The beginning of the home stretch!
Butler's Wharf. One of my earlier discoveries but still loved location...
Truth be told, my feet were terribly sore, so I'm afraid that St Katherine's dock to my house on the north side got neglected!
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