Walking dowon queensway when someone hands me a card in English and Arabic suggesting I consult Yasmina at the Psychic Mews. But we pass up the opportunity to see the crystal ball read and take the Docklands Light Railway to Greenwich.Takes almost no time to find Goddard's pie shop. It's a shop that's been in the same family in Greenwich for over a hundred years. They closed a few years ago and went into wholesale, but had always intended to reopen locally and they're about to - tomorrow. We peek through the window - the menu and pries ook pretty much like the old place and it's just the other side of the square.
We also check out the market. It's not the seething place of weekends, but there are a number of stalls open, including one manned by a philosopher who asks if you're willing to draw a philosophical question out of a hat and discuss it. Mine is "Is there such a thing as nothing?" So we do discuss it for a bit. There's a pythonesque aspect to it all, but fun.
Past the Cutty Sark, which is in the final stages of restoration after a fire five years back. There are literally miles (11 of them) of rigging on the 46 metre high mast and the gilt trim gleams. It was a record setter for speed in 1885 - Sydney to London in 67 days. Royal reopening sheduled for the end of the month.
To Kilburn for a meal. Seems a bit odd as we leave the tube station and are handed cards advertising Duke's Comedy Club by a young man saying brightly "Stand up comedy on Good Friday." Down to the Old Bell for vegetable curries and an ale from the April guest ale list - Cumberland.
We also check out the market. It's not the seething place of weekends, but there are a number of stalls open, including one manned by a philosopher who asks if you're willing to draw a philosophical question out of a hat and discuss it. Mine is "Is there such a thing as nothing?" So we do discuss it for a bit. There's a pythonesque aspect to it all, but fun.
Past the Cutty Sark, which is in the final stages of restoration after a fire five years back. There are literally miles (11 of them) of rigging on the 46 metre high mast and the gilt trim gleams. It was a record setter for speed in 1885 - Sydney to London in 67 days. Royal reopening sheduled for the end of the month.
To Kilburn for a meal. Seems a bit odd as we leave the tube station and are handed cards advertising Duke's Comedy Club by a young man saying brightly "Stand up comedy on Good Friday." Down to the Old Bell for vegetable curries and an ale from the April guest ale list - Cumberland.
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