What A Mistaker To Make!
The phrase borrowed from Hello hello, was a phrase that C and myself used to use, when we did something, which we construed as stupid.
When I come home from Canary Wharf, I usually use one of three routes.
1. I take the Jubilee line to London Bridge station and then get a 141 bus from the bus station.
2. I go just one stop on the Jubilee line to Canada Water station and then get the Overground to Dalston Junction station.
3. I get a 277 bus all of the way.
When I arrived at Canary Wharf, I ascertained the the bus station at London Bridge was still not working, so route one was not one to try, as I would have shopping with me and was in walk-avoidance mode.
The bus takes a few minutes longer, so I took the Canaqda Water route.
But I’d gambled without the knowledge that the Overground was shut at Whitechapel because of CrossRail.
On Sundays, you should always check and my mistake wasn’t to do this.
So I was turfed off the train at Shadwell station and advised to get the DLR to Bank. Which is what I did, taking the Northern line from there to Moorgate, from where I got the 141 bus, that I should have been able to get from London Bridge station.
In the grand scheme of things, it’s not a great inconvenience, but I’ll be glad when CrossRail is finished and lines are not shut down at the weekend.
A Proper Memo Book
I like to carry paper, so that I can write notes as I explore the world.
In recent years, I haven’t found anything that suited my tastes, but today in the excellent newsagent in One New Change, I found this one.
A Proper Memo Book
Not only was it what I want at just £1.50,but it proudly states British Made on the front.
In fact on checking up on Silvine, it appears to be Yorkshire Made in Otley.
Sometimes, I do think that some of the progress we make with computers, is not as good as how our grandparents managed.
Aftre all, most of the things I type in this book will just be the ephemera of daily life like shopping lists or the next appointment at the gym or physio.
In time, this little book, might just prove to be the ideal companion for my non-smart mobile phone.
A New City Is Growing Up
Forty years ago, when we lived in the Barbican it was a good place to live, and it was very convenient for me to get to my various jobs in the City and for C to get to University College. But it wasn’t a place for living at the week-end.
Now though, with places like One New Change, the City is becoming a complete place to live, work and play.
As it’s only a short bus ride from where I live, I can partake of the good life. I have found in recent months, that I’m visiting shopping centres like Eastfield less and less.
Gluten Free Drinks At Waitrose In Canary Wharf
I was surprised that there was no gluten-free beer at Waitrose in Canary Wharf, but there was a new variety of Aspall’s cyder, I’d not seen before called Lady Jennifer
Have The Sale Of Eggs Benedict Declined With The Change Of Pope?
I often have Eggs Benedict for brunch on Sunday, as I did today. Hence my question!
Wikipedia gives a couple of explanations for the name of the dish. I like this one.
In the early eighteenth century Pope Benedict XIII was so fond of a particular egg dish, that he requested it very often. It is also believed that Benedict XIII had an illness which contributed to his desire for the egg dish.
I seem to be a bit addicted to eggs and always have been.
Dark Skies Over Germany
I met a German visitor from Bremen on the top of One New Change.
She said that the winter there had been the darkest since 1951.
One New Change
I said in this post yesterday, that I would go to One New Change to check out the views.
I did this morning and although the weather wasn’t good, the views from the top were stunning. I also had a pot of tea in Madison’s cafe on the roof, which did cost me £3.91. This was worth it, as I got two full cups, sat in very comfortable leather arm chairs and had magnificent views of St. Paul’s.
The charge to go to the roof is a big fat zero and for that you got a lift with views of the cathedral. Surely, if you want to have good views of London from above, this is even better value than walking to the top of Primrose Hill.
I think One New Change could be the prototype in London and other places for this type of development Only six floors high, but with a double basement, it mixes high-quality offices, shops, bars and restaurants, to create a working, shopping and visiting community. Read their ecological statement here. The building is so much better than that monstrous erection by London Bridge station; the Shard.
I know we won’t see it, as the plans are probably fully in place and approved, but wouldn’t a building with this ethos, fit well into the railway lands, between Kings Cross and St. Pancras, which will probablt be filled by more anonymous high-rise buildings.
Leadenhall Market
Despite the awful weather, today was a good day to walk through a virtually empty Leadenhall Market.
Note the date of 1990. Was that when the art students repainted the inside, as I reported here?
Wet Sundays aren’t generally that nice, but in London, they do mean that you can often walk the streets of the City more or less totally by yourself.
Construction Seems To Have Resumed At The Pinnacle
The cashpoint I used at Tower 42 was opposite the Pinnacle.
Work seems to have resumed, which must say something about the economy. Although there are reports, that they may be demolishing it and starting again. There’s a piece here in the Architect’s Journal.
Getting Euros In The City Of London On Sunday
I’m going on a cruise tomorrow and thought I’d get some euros, as we’re calling at Corunna, Casablanca, Cadiz, Gibraltar and Lisbon.
I did try yesterday to get s0me at the Angel yesterday, but banks don’t seem to keep them. So I took a bus this morning to Bishopsgate to this Euro Cashpoint under Tower42.
NatWest’s Euro Cashpoint On Bishopsgate
It was a lot less painless than going into and collecting some, as I’m rather allergic to queues.
I’m not sure how much the euros cost yet! But I only needed a few, and I suspect the boat might be a lot more expensive.
The Anonymous Widower 