Streets Less Well Travelled.

A sunny breezy day for a walk round the old town, choosing the less salubrious streets to avoid most of the tourists. I tried to be back in time to watch the TV coverage of the London Marathon held today.
It’s is a day which brings with it all sorts of memories for me. The very race tune that is played brings me out in goosebumps of excitement and terror in equal measure as I remember how daunting the whole thing felt at the start line. It is now 28 years since His Lordship proposed to me at the end of our second London Marathon and blind sided me with an upgrade  from our overnight stay in a B&B in Blackheath to the Connaught in Mayfair. It still makes me smile to remember how funny it was to see our rucksacks and plastic marathon bags sitting in the lobby beside the posh leather luggage of the American residents.