night out in London
Last night, I enjoyed a pleasant evening in this pub with a few friends. We watched a mediocre team in white draw with a mediocre team in orange and blue socks.
Beer arrived on a regular basis from the downstairs bar via the dumb waiter.
Inexplicably, towards the end of the evening, conversation turned to songs about the death of a father:-
- The Verve - Drugs Don’t Work
- The Streets - Never Went To Church
- Mike And The Mechanics - The Living Years
- U2 - Sometimes You Can’t Make It On Your Own
- Billy Bragg - Tank Park Salute
We finally left the pub and someone asked ‘What are the chances of finding a curry house around here ?’. We looked across the street and our prayers were answered. Weird.
This beautiful photograph of a deserted station concourse captures an unusual sense of peaceful isolation and a rare moment of tranquillity at London Waterloo.
Yes. I missed the last train for the sake of a large bottle of Cobra but it was worth it.