I was otherwise engaged this weekend (see below), but Brian took his usual video of the trains passing, and even staying on the track!
Our weekend was occupied with my eldest daughter Ruth marrying Cory. Originally planned for spring 2020 in northern Italy, for some reason this was postponed. Ruth settled for the logistically simpler venue of the Barbican Conservatory, and we had a lovely weekend. Lunch Friday at a pub in Shoreditch (our taxi driver told us that the Kray brothers drank there. They probably drank at a lot of pubs in the area, and for free!)
Saturday the wedding. Slightly unconventional – I’ve never been to a wedding where the bride enters to a mediaeval group including hurdy-gurdy and bagpipes.
And Sunday brunch at a bakehouse in the railway arches under London Fields station. Arrived home 4:30pm Sunday – I’m knackered, but in the best sort of way!!!!
Or just comfortably numb?