The day started with a jab, a flu jab, to be precise. Yes, it’s flu season once more and my GP surgery has issued its annual invitation to be immunised against this scourge. There is always a certain amount of guesswork in predicting which strains of the virus will be active in any year and we can only hope that they their decision was the right one.

We followed up with breakfast at a nearby branch of Caffè Nero.

This branch of Nero is in Exmouth Market, a street of shops that also hosts a street market on certain days of the week. Either we were too early for the market or it doesn’t operate on Saturdays.

We took a bus to Ludgate Hill where I photographed this view with three spires. The two flanking spires belong to St Paul’s and the middle one to St Martin, Ludgate.

(The name Ludgate is thought by some to derive from that of a legendary King Ludd who supposedly ruled this area. I remain sceptical.)

From here we descended onto a platform of the City Thameslink Station and caught the Brighton train that you can just see entering the station.

We were not going to Brighton, however, but disembarked at East Croydon. For once, we left the station by the side entrance because Tigger wanted to see whether there was any interesting street art here in the backstreets.

The one piece that claimed my attention was this building-sized figure. It vaguely resembles the once famous Soviet leader Nikita Khrushchev.

We popped into Fairfield Halls briefly to see what it looked like after its recent refurbishment. It was rather reminiscent of the South Bank Centre.

We found this large-scale painting by Dan Kitchener. The perspective and resolution of the photo are bad but it was high up on a wall!

This fine old post office caught my eye. I don’t know quite how old it is (early 20th century perhaps?) because I couldn’t see a date anywhere.

We passed by the market which was in full swing and very crowded.

Next, we took to the tram. (Did I mention that we like trams?!)

It took us fir a spin through the landscape till we decided to alight in Morden.

Here, we are looking along the tram track in the direction from which we had come.

We entered Morden Hall Park and walked through it.

It has a steam – more a river, really – called the Wandle.

The park possesses the remains of a snuff mill. The mill has gone and the wheel no longer turns but it’s rather decorative.

Adjacent to the mill is the London Acorn School which occupies this picturesque crenelated building.

We visited this site which is called The Stable Yard (because that is what it used to be and still resembles) where we had a lunch of soup and bread.

We took a look at an exhibition of art by the Wilderness Art Collective which seeks to draw attention to the threat to our wildernesses.

I photographed this crowd of ducks before we left the park to continue our journey.

The long bus ride brought us to Brixton. We came to the first floor of the Bon Marché department store where there is a branch of Caffè Nero. There Tigger took the above panorama and I wrote the words that you have just been reading.

Off again to find our next bus. I took this photo of the O2 Academy Brixton in passing.

The bus took us through many districts including Streatham and Lambeth.

Eventually, it dropped us here. Recognize it? Yes! Victoria Station. The station has a shopping mall (pardon Americanism) where Tigger wanted to make a purchase for a colleague’s birthday.

That done, we caught our final bus, the 38, that runs from Victoria to Clapton Pond (Where? Never mind…), passing through the Angel Islington.

There we finished up, as we so often do (and you must be used to it by now!) in Jusaka.

And finally, for all you arachnophiliacs (that’s spider fans in old money), here is a photo taken by Tigger earlier this afternoon;

Pretty, isn’t she?