I’m glad to relate that by Sunday evening, Tigger was feeling a lot better. (See Tigger unwell.) This week, Monday was a working day for her and, accordingly, she went off into the City to fulfil her role. I, on the other hand, stayed at home all day because I had been informed that the scaffolders would return to complete their unfinished job. (See Scaffolding interruptus.) Guess what: yes, they never came.

Tigger is working again today (Tuesday). SoI have come out for a little walk on my own in familiar territory. I am writing this while sitting on a bench in Percy Circus and conversing by text with Tigger in her City office.

Myddelton Square, west side

It’s another hot and sunny day today with temperatures in the upper 20s Centigrade, though the forecast predicts rain and even thunderstorms this afternoon. That will be a nuisance as we have to go shopping this evening.

Inglebert Street

From the square, I turned along Inglebert Street.

The “Never give up” tree

In that street I photographed the tree stump that I mentioned in my post Never give up. Despite being cut almost to the roots, it is still putting out new branches and these have grown apace since my previous photo. It’s a symbol of determination against the odds.

Looking down Amwell Street

I crossed Amwell Street and entered the sloping Great Percy Street.

Great Percy Street

This broad but quiet residential street, with its handsome Georgian-style terraces, descends to the busy King’s Cross Road but, happily, I was not going that far, only to the trees that you see in the background of the photo.

Flourishing window box

On the way I stopped to admire this window box which is flourishing and seemingly has ambitions to take over the whole window.

Cumberland Gardens

I passed the charming cul de sac called Cumberland Gardens, with the defunct Percy Arms pub, now residential, on the corner.

Percy Circus Gardens

There are many squares in Islington, often with gardens in the centre, but here is an interesting divergence from the pattern. As its name, Percy Circus, indicates, the houses here are set in a circle, with a circular garden in the centre.

Sitting in Percy Circus Gardens

I chose a bench in the central area, under the beautiful tree that presides over it. In this agreeable and peaceful setting, I have written this post up to this point. In a while. I will make my way up the hill to home. Which way shall I choose to go?

A last look back

When I decided to leave this quiet haven, it was with a last look back. “My” bench is the one on the right.

Path to Holford Gardens

To start back, I took this path leading off the Circus. If it has a name, I don’t know what it is. It leads to a small park called Holford Gardens.

The next path

This in turn leads to another path which is also nameless, as far as I know.

The “Cliff of apartments”

It leads past what I previously described as the “cliff of apartments” that is Bevin Court.

Looking rather sad

This grassy area in front of the building was left to grow freely during the spring and became a wild meadow of tall grasses interspersed with flowers. It was beautiful. Now it has been mown and looks rather sad, its beauty destroyed.

Cruikshank Street

I next climbed the gentle slope of Cruikshank Street.

A charm of their own

The houses in this street are not in the Georgian style that characterises much of this neighbourhood, but they have a charm of their own.

A view from Claremont Square

My final view is from Claremont Square, showing a familiar scene with St Mark’s Church prominent. I was soon home where I had lunch and settled down to await Tigger for this evening’s trip to the shops.