After breakfast – guess where? Yes, at Jusaka – we took the bus to Moorgate.

At Moorgate Station, a temporary notice directed us down the above dark staircase…

…and then down this spiral stairway…

… to the railway platforms (Moorgate is also a tube station) where this train was just arriving.

The train brought us here, to a station called Enfield Chase. (The word “Chase” – from French chasse meaning “hunt” – indicates that the land around here was once a royal hunting preserve.)

This is Enfield Chase Station, built in the early years of the 20th century to replace the Victorian original.

The Old Wheatsheaf pub has some fine tiles on the front which fit with its late Victorian origins. (Photo by Tigger)

This sun-dazzled photo shows the local magistrates’ court. The picture doesn’t show much detail which is a pity because there is some decorative brickwork that is quite pleasing. (So far, I have no information on the building’s date or history.)

This is the Enfield drill hall and sports club. It was built in 1901 as a training centre for the Volunteer Reserve Unit. These days it serves as a sports club.

We tarried a while in Enfield Town Park. Through it runs the New River, which I have mentioned before, and has its terminus in Islington near where we live.

In the park there are gulls, mainly Black Headed, and a large community of Canada Geese. (Despite their name, they now stay in the UK all the year round, having found our lakes and parks with ponds or streams to their taste.) This one came to visit us, probably hoping we had food to share.

This is a view along the New River with the spire of (I think) Trinity Church in the background.

This is Trinity Church. In Gothic style, it was purpose-built in 1889 as a Methodist church and was designed by F. Boreham.

This is the Market Square and today it was fulfilling the purpose of its name. The market looked interesting but we did mot explore it on this occasion.

This rather fine building (“1897 by W. Gilbert Scott. Exuberant Flemish Renaissance style”) houses a branch of Barclay’s Bank. It was here, in June 1967, that the world’s first ATM was unveiled. On the wall is a plaque commemorating the event.

We now boarded a bus only to realize after a while that we were going in the wrong direction. (Tigger’s Inner Pigeon must have been taking a break 🙂 ) We left the bus, crossed the road and caught the same number bus travelling in the opposite direction. Problem solved 🙂

After a fee changes of buses, we reached Edmonton Shopping Centre. Here we found the Caffè d’Oro where we had lunch. I opted for the £7 vegetarian breakfast (they serve breakfast all day) and it was so copious that I had to leave some of it.

After lunch we explored the shopping centre. There is scaffolding everywhere and major works are obviously in progress.

As a result, the atmosphere is part shopping centre and part covered market, with a mixture of built premises and market stalls.

We explored a few shops and stalls and Tigger bought some more wool for her crochet projects.

By the time we emerged once more into daylight, we felt we had explored enough for one day and so made our way to the bus station.

As our bus pulled out of the station, Tigger took the above photo of a tower block, sunlit but with a dramatic stormy sky backdrop.

We first took a 149, destination London Bridge, but later managed to change to a good old 476, which passes through Angel on its way to King’s Cross.

Home in time for tea!

Finally, here is an eye-confusing view down the central well of the spiral staircase at Moorgate Station.