But like you are going spend a day in London lying about in a hotel and feeling sorry for yourself. No!
Sister told us about the free Museum of London. Well, like the National Gallery, it is free but you are certainly pressed to donate £5 for your visit.
Our usual 422 bus to North Greenwich and then the Jubilee Line (sorry I keep mentioning the lines but if I don't write them here I will forget) and then a change at London Bridge to the Northern Line to Moorgate, except............
Well, as R said to Marie the day before, I get public transport and directions right 90% of the time. Today was the 10%. R hopped aboard the Northern Line train at London Bridge and the doors closed in my face. He was on his own with no idea of where he was going. I caught the next train to the next station where I expected he would have gotten off, but no, no sign of him as he didn't realise I wasn't on the train for a couple of stations. I am not sure if he was panicking, but I was. There was not a phone signal underground so once I reached Moorgate, I surfaced and tried to call him. Stay calm Captain Mainwaring. I did not and kept trying to call him and receiving weird messages about costs of such a call.
Well, I got this right. We caught the 76 bus one long stop the Museum.
Yeah, too right. I agree.
We had coffee and then set off to explore the Museum. The address of the Museum is The Wall. That would be the Roman wall, built when? A very long time ago.
A bit out of order but we were in London not long after Gay Pride.
I have no memory of this old motor car. The museum was quite good. I've heard a lot of London Roman history. I was more interested in the big blaze and the plague.
There was probably a quicker and better way to go, but we caught the bus back to Moorgate, the Northern Line to Bank and changed to the DLR. At the bus stop we had a good view of the Roman wall.
Yep, 90% of the time I get things right but again I got it wrong by chancing it with the next Docklands Light Rail that arrived, bound for Lewisham. We had to backtrack to Westferry and then to Royal Victoria Dock. R wanted to travel back home via
The omnipresent O2.
The omnipresent gasometer.
We hadn't done much but we were exhausted. We ate a quite nice meal in the hotel bar and we were early to bed. Tomorrow is our last day in London.