The title of this post may sound rather like the name of a pub but I hope to justify it as we go.

Tigger was supposed to go into the office on two days this week, Monday and Tuesday, but was asked at short notice to swap Tuesday for Thursday. Thus, she was unexpectedly at home today.

We progressed slowly through the morning to lunchtime when Tigger suddenly proposed that we go for a walk. So of course, that’s what we did.

The weather was warm (around 22°C) and humid. The forecast was threatening rain and even thunder storms but we set out bravely.

First call – Jusaka

Our first call was at Jusaka – unsurprisingly – where we sat at the back, in our usual seats in “the old days”, you know, before Covid.

St John Street/Rosebery Avenue

After coffee, the weather was still dry so we thought we should go continue our walk. Here we are on the corner of St John Street and Rosebery Avenue.

Social distance bea

On the corner of Rosebery Avenue is an establishment that looks as though it might be a cafe or a restaurant though it is closed at present. So who was this figure sitting demurely at a table like a customer?

The clue is the motto on his tee shirt. It reads

I’m a social
distance bear
<  1m  >

I’m not sure what role he plays in the organisation unless it is to be present at the entrance when the place is open as a reminder to customers to keep their distance.

From what I’ve seen of the way people are behaving now, he has his work cut out.

The foyer, Sadler’s Wells

We passed in front of Sadler’s Wells Theatre and I took a quick photo of the foyer through the glass entrance doors. Not that we have ever been to a performance therein or are likely ever to do so.

Shakespeare’s Head grape vine

I mentioned previously that there is a grape vine seemingly trying to escape from the garden of the Shakespeare’s Head into Myddelton Passage and that in the unusually warm weather lately it has produced bunches of tiny grapes. We thought we would take a look at how they are progressing.

Bunches of grapes on the vine

The answer is that they are progressing quite well. There are some well formed bunches of grapes and while some are still green, a lot are convincingly black. Not that I think they will ever be edible, much less able to produce juice for wine.

We now felt a few drops of rain and thought it bast to head for home.

Wood pigeon

I did stop to phototgraph this wood pigeon walking along the top of a trimmed hedge. In Islington we are blessed with numerous parks and gardens and plenty of trees so that wood pigeons are almost as common a sight as the feral or street pigeons. They are often seen feeding together. The two populations remain distinct, however, with different habits and lifestyles.