So yes. I find myself in Greenwich, not a stone’s throw from the the O2 Arena (The Dome). I mean that literally. I’m sat in a Costa coffee shop that is about 20 metres from it. Yes I can throw a stone 20 metres!
I had to use the toilet earlier so popped into Sainbury’s.
I really like the painted stone backdrop they have in the cubicles.
Well done that supermarket chain.
I noticed some mirrors on opposite walls and couldn’t resist taking a picture of multi-V.
Toilets can be such fun!
Well, after being out of action since January this year with an assortment of issues and injuries centered around my calf I had my first real test today on my way back. This is very pleasing.
Following an ankle sprain and concomitant problems, ending in an infruriatingly slow healing achilles-tendinopathy, my wonderful physio Helen, suggested that I go for a ‘slow ten minute run’ last week to see how my calf holds up. I then did a 15 minute run a few days after and today I joined a squash group and played three hard games. My achilles held up very well and I came through it with no pain or niggles.
I could only manage three games as I’ve only done the two aforementioned runs in five months. Now it may be a little silly that I’ve dived straight in to play a game that puts enormous pressure on the achilles but Helen suggested that I should only do what I’m comfortable with and I was sure I could handle it.
I seem to be more vulnerable to the repititous action of running mile after mile rather than explosive exertion.
I know I’m going to wake up tomorrow with my thighs and right arm/shoulder (my racket arm) in pain but it’s a good pain 
I haven’t been on my usual high-carb diet since January and I really should have waited another week before taking part in such punishing exercise but I’ve always been impatient when it comes to exercise.
I’m a happy V.
to spend a penny.
Yes well, when I first moved to London a little over three years’ ago the lavatories in Paternoster Square at St Pauls were 20 pence to use.
Then, lordy lorks, they went up to 30 pence.
Today on a lunchtime sojourn around St Pauls, I noticed that they’d gone up to an amazing 50 pence.
Man Alive!
A lovely solitary rose amongst some bins.
Some random pictures from the last week or so.
These are the ugliest lampposts I’ve ever seen
I decided to put giraffe outside, in his natural habitat.
Paperclip on a park bench in the early morning sun.
Nom nom…
I did just that.
On a morning as beautiful as this, stepping off the beaten track to take in the scent of roses can be enormously rewarding.
