Highgate

Chloe and I got two buses from her house to Highgate Cemetery where i’d Always wanted to go. We had a wander and saw Karl Marx - we’d seen statues of him and Engels in Kyrgyzstan so felt duty bound. I liked the stone on the right - DEAD - after seeing so many who had “fallen asleep” or “passed away”.

Then we walked through the park to Highgate Village where we went past the “shrine” to George Micheal opposite his house. As we went by a car with 3 young lads zoomed up,p and asked us which house was George Micheal’s. We said we weren’t sure but we knew which grave was Marx’s. Then somebody came out of one of the posh houses and told the lads they were going the wrong way up a one way street, so they zoomed off in reverse.

I said goodbye to Chloe and headed to Kings Cross. Home again after a wonderful trip.