Farmers’ Market

We went shopping later than usual today and so we decided to have lunch on the way.

Inside the Chapel Cafe

As Cafe Sizzles was closed (I think they must have shut down altogether – shame, as they were one of our favourite eating places), we again went to the Chapel Cafe in the market.

Busy Self-Service Tills

At Sainsbury’s the self-service tills were busy but, in any case, we prefer a human checkout. By using them, we are at least helping to keep someone in a job.

Aboard the 205

Later, we caught a number 205 bus and changed to a 135 in Whitechapel.

Low cloud or high fog

As we travelled through the City we could see that the tops of the taller buildings wete wrapped in fog. It must be strange to look out of the window into fog and then find the air clear at street level.

Canary Wharf

The 135 brought us to Canary Wharf in the Docklands. Though it was only around 5 pm, darkness had already fallen,

Canary Wharf Centre

We were heading for this building which combines a shopping centre with entertainments and other things.

Roof Garden

We went to the top floor and took a turn round the roof garden. Actually, we were looking for the Winter Ice ice sculptures. We didn’t find them for whatever reason. Do they put them in the fridge overnight, we wondered? 🙂

In the Shopping Centre

We went into the shopping centre where it was at least warm, looking for coffee.

A corner in Pret

We found a branch of Pret A Manger open and while Tigger bought the coffee, I found a hidden corner for us to sit in.

South Colonnade

After coffee we walked through the shopping centre to the road which here is called South Colonnade. I can’t say I like Docklands very much. The architecture is “interesting” but not impressive or beautiful. To me, the whole area has a feeling of unreality, as though you have stumbled on a film set. I was quite glad to be leaving.

Aboard the 135

We took once more to the 135 bus, though, of course, in the opposite direction.

City Road

This delivered us to the bottom end of City Road, whose tall buildings hang over you, shutting out the sky. We crossed the road to a bus stop.

Aboard the 214

Here we caught a friendly single-decker 214 bus. The bus app on our phones said the bus was 13 minutes away and yet here it was! Tigger tried to explain this to the driver, seemingly not a native English speaker, and I think he thought we were grumbling when in fact the opposite was true. How easy it is to find oneself talking at cross purposes!

Crocheted mittens

Tigger secretly crocheted a pair of mittens as a surprise present for me. Knowing that, in her absence, I spend much of the day plinking on the computer, she thought the mittens would keep my hands warm while typing. (I can show you only one because I have to hold the camera with the other hand! But you guessed, of course you did!) Anyway, yes, the mittens do keep my hands warm, so thank you, Tigger!