Anyhow as I waited for the rest of my thigh muscles to follow the rest of my body up the hill I was treated to the sight of 3 long-tailed tits hovering like humming birds, with their tails pointed vertically downwards, like makeshift airbrakes, around a flowering bush. Just too far away to get a picture of them - besides, they'd flitted off to another part of the park by the time I'd dug my camera out - but here's a view looking south from the top of Blythe Hill. It looks curiously unlondonlike yet it's only a couple of miles from Deptford.
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And then on way back to Deptford I noticed this sign alongside Brockley Road at the end of Whatman Road. I suppose I'd always been watching the traffic whenever I'd passed before.
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Consolations of insomnia. Looking west from my balcony on Crossfields, the Greenwich Novotel turns to gold in the early morning sun.
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