Monday

The Monday morning 7am shift at South Lambeth Road – which was a rarity.

For once it was nice not to be awoken by cows, mad birds or even a pair of kittens prodding my chest before 5am.

I was finished by 9am and so cycled off to the lovely lido.

This was a morning where the ride was more enjoyable than the swim.

I was like a kid on Christmas Day morning, rushing down the stairs to be greeted by my Mini Moulton.

Oooohhhhh – she’s a BEAUT.

I am a Moulton-eer again. Chapeau!

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I need a higher seat pole. The chain needs some LUBE love as well.

Bob – he of Bob’s Bicycles – will see me right.

I felt like Ace Face in Quadrophenia as I pedalled through Brixton en route to Lake Brockwell.

The Moulton is a real head turner. I didn’t ponder on what some of the comments might have been.

Monday gloom but #lidolove

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It was an overcast morning at the lido. The rest of the Icicles had already buggered off.

The Chancer from last summer was once again holding court. He’s only around for a few weeks, but his presence is heard.

He was barking orders to the lifeguards and generally acting as though he owns the place.

I think The Chancer is a bit bonkers.

The water was warm.

Which is an odd thing to say in a pool that is still hovering around 19 degrees.

There wasn’t much temperature change from 24 hours earlier. An overcast day somehow makes the water seem thicker and a little less harsh on the flesh.

The first five lengths were characterised by a constant underwater ticking sound. It was rhythmic and a little alarming.

I thought that it was my elbow joint for the first few lengths.

I then isolated that it grew louder when a female swimmer past me each time in the adjacent lane.

Ahh – so she was wearing some sort of electronic timing device.

I completed twenty lengths, and then showered under cold water.

Cheers, lovely lido.

@brixtonpound cafe, innit #Brixton

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I stopped off at the Brixton £ cafe on the journey home. I had a little spare time and fancied a mid-morning coffee.

The ‘pay what you feel is right’ policy is much out of place with the Nu Brixton.

It was most enjoyable.

More work followed in the flat. @RobertElms kept me company.

The Blow Monkeys sounded ACE.

As was an interview with Norman Jay – someone who is always a delight to listen to.

Good to talk music with @normanjaymbe this morning.

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Yer man Bob and Norman have such a rich history of London clubbing memories to share. The half hour piece starting at 11am is well worth a catch up with.

I ran into a few work tech issues with Safari.

Has there been a major update of late?

It seems so clunky compared to other browsers.

I have to stick with it for a specific work task. But it’s starting to freeze my MacBook Air with an alarming regularity.

A very decent pair of picture framers rocked up shortly after luncheon. They were booked in to clean up the bodge job carried out by the not very handy man a couple of weeks ago.

They did a brilliant job.

The flat is almost complete…

South Lambeth Road picture hanging ahoy! #SW8

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South Lambeth Road picture hanging ahoy! #SW8

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South Lambeth Road picture hanging ahoy! #SW8

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South Lambeth Road picture hanging ahoy! #SW8

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South Lambeth Road picture hanging ahoy! #SW8

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South Lambeth Road picture hanging ahoy! #SW8

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South Lambeth Road picture hanging ahoy! #SW8

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A little more work, and then another free hour.

I cycled over to SE17 on the Moulton to see Bob.

#SE5, innit

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Bob’s yer Uncle, etc.

Chapeau!

A Bandy and Shinty profile piece was a decent read.

Old Big Head still has the ability to make me laugh and cry when I think back over SO many memories.

And then a final run of work shifts back in the flat, and then, and then…

The bicycle ride over to LS and the train back to *over there.*

Oh dear, oh dear.

I’ll be back in S Ldn before the week is out.

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