A few friends wanted me to organise a walk or two around town so clutching my edition of London Oddities, a notebook and Google I headed off. I thought I’d share a few highlights of my first scouting for boys expedition.
St Pancras Station is a short hope from home so I leapt off there and headed for my start. St Pancras Old Church is the last resting place of Mary Wolstencroft, the first feminist. Someone still leaves flowers….
The route I chose takes me a hundred yards or so to the Regents Canal. Once shunned for its industrial stench and pollution, the world now turns to it for peace and a little delight
There are gems galore, including, tucked away above one bridge a Banksy
On another occasion I will return to the canal but I branched off into the sweeping calm of Regents Park.
Trying to hug the greenest of spaces I wove a path through the neat, medical dominated streets of Marylebone, with the occasional post
Before reaching Hyde Park and its sussurating avenues
Soon enough it’s all a bit Royal around Green Park and St James Park, a bit Imperial
But Parliament Square at least has recognised some inspiring figures after centuries of old bronze men…
At which point, time and tide sent me to the busstop. My bus, the loyal No. 3, wasn’t due for a few minutes so I finished at a blingy monument in the park behind Parliament.
Not sure why we don’t make more of it, in truth…
It’s a while since I did a proper walk so it’s been a while since I contributed to Jo’s Monday walks. So Jo, here’s mine…