Better than it sounds

I meet Stuart meat Liverpool Street station after work. This is the first pub I find. It’s got good ales and isn’t nearly as dodgy as the name suggests.

We drink a couple of beers and then Stu heads for home and I jump a bus. Right stop, wrong bus. I only realise as we head further east. I board one heading in the opposite direction and decide to go home rather than down to the south bank.

A great thali at the Ravi Shankar on Drummond Street and then bed.