Reach for the sky

I went to visit an old friend in Narf London yesterday, on the Harringey Ladder no less, yes I did. The number 29 goes all the way, but bendy buses are so boring, so I got the tube to Finsbury Park and then the number 29 a much shorter distance. I picked up some pizzas for lunch in Finsbury Park. Dylan had just returned from a field in France and wouldn't have anything in. I took left over Pimms and fruit from the party for us, and some fizzy flying saucers and cola bottle sweets for the girls. She has three girls. Three girls aged between 9 and 3, they are all adorable and doted on Erbie. He lapped it up to start with but was soon trying to escape by any means possible. He got stroked and carried, given toys and popcorn, missed a nap and fell asleep exhausted on the bus home, which I stayed on all the way this time.

I sat next to a lady on the way there and asked if she knew the stop I wanted, but she was just visiting and a friend had told her to just get on a bus and see London, some friend, she could have told her what number buses to get on, I suggested upstairs on a double decker might be more fun as she sailed off towards Wood Green.