Welcome to the Big Smoke: Day 31-21

I scribe this blog as my very last activity before bed. This means that the Janathon has topped and tailed my day, as my very first activity was to pace the streets of London having stayed over prior to a meeting at our HQ today.

For this canal-running village-living lass, running in London is an experience. Rather than coming across about four people all with dogs, and one cyclist, London running means commuters walking earnestly, briskly and with great focus on their way to important matters that are clearly pertinent directly to the future of our country; it means cars and lorries and crossings and roads that are blocked off with roadworks; it means trying to keep in mind some idea of where you are in relation to where you started as you round corners and cut across zebra crossings eyeballing taxi-drivers. Oh the drama of the Big Smoke.

In contrast I also I ran along the paths laid out for me in not one but two small green areas within squares, that being London had formal titles such as "Gardens" (though I can't remember what those full titles were, given that may brain was rather more directed towards the need to the breathe than the need to parse naming conventions) so I can even claim greenery too!

So yes dear readers, in my I-Spy book for today I can tick taxis, commuters (pedestrian, two-wheeled, and four-wheeled), formal flower beds, diversion signs, bollards, shops (large, small, open, closed), and even middle-of-the-pavement day-dreamers. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?*


(*) Well ok, maybe a fair guess would be a canal, some dog-walkers, the odd cyclist, and if I'm lucky a couple of children. But just play along with me for now?