and I was on my way out to visit Duncan,
into a cold grey day,
the number 54 bus was on time, and I sat upstairs in the front seat, but already the bus windows were steamed up,
past Peter Pan's Pool,
looking towards Catford, nothing but grey sky,
a number of officials at Catford bus garage, ticket inspectors I guess,
round the Lewisham one way system,
not many commuters in Blackheath station on the up line, unfortunately no through trains this morning to Gravesend, so a change of trains at Dartford,
over Gravesend again grey skies,
I was soon off of the number 483 bus and walking up the hill to the nursing home where Duncan lives,
the trees looking bleak with no leaves,
into the home, where Duncan was in good sprits, we chatted away, Diana had bought some strawberries that he likes, whilst there one of the squirrels called by, but as soon as I found my camera he had left, as Duncan's lunch arrived I left for the 483 bus stop,
what was once the school clock frozen in time forever,
I walked to the bus stop,
at platform 0 I was lucky, the train going through to Blackheath, so no changing at Dartford,
onto the number 54 bus which was packed, I only got a window seat opposite Peter Pans pool, opposite one of the buildings had a bee garden on the roof,
more brown than green but hopefully it will improve in the next few months,
not so this one on top of a bus shelter,
the plants really growing well,
at Foxgrove Lodge, the wisteria in a few months time will transform the building.
arriving home it was soon time for my sherry and read,
followed by a huge vegetable samosa,
for tonight a lamb and chicken curry with peas and mushroom rice, 'Cheers!',
after a BattleBots and a Deadliest Catch I decided to watch Birdsong, which is a TV mini series, a drama set before and during WWI which was quite enjoyable, about half way through Diana arrived home so it was feet up for a coffee and a chat, after Birdsong we watched one from It Ain't Half Hot Mum, before we were off to bed.