This evening we are eating out at a cafe we haven’t visited for a while: the Workers’ Cafe. This calls for coordination as Tigger will be on a number 43 bus and I will join it at the clock tower – making sure it’s the right one!

At the clock tower

Tigger lets me know when her bus passes the Old Street roundabout. That’s my signal to leave home and make my way to the clock tower.

There were a lot of people waiting for the bus so I didn’t stand on ceremony, as the saying is, and pushed my way onto the bus. I knew where Tigger was sitting and sat down beside her.

The bus was crowded

The bus was crowded, as you can see, and so I didn’t take my usual moving bus picture.

The Workers’Cafe

Happily, the cafe was open – we had wondered whether it would be after our experience with Coco yesterday – and so we went it.

Inside the Workers’ Cafe

Unlike the bus, the cafe was not crowded and we easily found a table. It’s a fairly relaxed place though efficiently run.

At the bus stop

Afterwards, we crossed the road and walked to the bus stop. There is a frequent service of several buses from this stop and we didn’t have long to wait for a number 30.

Aboard the 30

The bus soon came and carried us swiftly back to the Angel and home.

The weekend starts here!