Mum and a matter of white bears and squirrels with attitude

A decent night's sleep in Edgware and as Mum had some avocados we had avocados on toast for breakfast. Then we decided to head for Hampstead. Not been on that train ride for some time. We got off at Golder's Green and we caught a bus a few stops up the hill to Golder's Hill Park, where we'd spent lots of time when I was young. Mum didn't remember much about it, but we walked a little about the little walled garden, and met a squirrel who I pretended to have food to give it so it came very close. It was almost tame, and was irritated I had nothing and was leaping up onto the fence very close to me, then ran about near us, to the point we almost felt bullied by it. A quick wander over to see some red deer, and look into a cage where there were a pair of kookabarras, who were noisily doing their call which I'd never heard in real life before.

Then a bus up to Whitestone pond, and we wandered down to The Old White Bear again, to enjoy a cold drink, as it had got very hot suddenly. Another very nice barmaid there, and a man of the church drinking a couple of pints and tapping on his laptop wearing a lime green tank top. We shared another fish finger sandwich, Mum discovering a love of mixed vegetable crisps, which came on the plate. 

Fond farewells with Mum at Hampstead station, and I walked down to West Hampstead. I was overcharged for my ticket by the machine, but there were no humans to help. A mercifully easy journey home, with no more than ten minutes to wait for the next train.

Home, and nice to be with Lorraine, and eat a salad and tofu supper and slink off to bed early.

Below a menacing grey squirrel, a deer, and a vicar in The Old White Bear which has been there since 1704.