The April Fool

As we were passing the installation of shopping trolleys, Ron berated me for not having used a shot I took of him up there several years ago. Apparently he has trawled back through my posts and says I have ignored the earlier escapade.

So we had to stop so that he could “stand” on top of Canada Tower over at Canary Wharf.  I hope he’s satisfied. You could say that he’s a basket case. 

This was towards the end of a brilliant ride into London, across Waterloo Bridge in a snowstorm, and back along the south side. A first for me was cycling back through the Rotherhithe tunnel. A grim fume filled experience but needs must. At least it was warm on such a cold day.