it was a hot day. himself and howard were scuttling from one bit of shade to the next.
you may wonder where his dreadlocks are.
they are up under his hat. (it is rare for horsemouth to wear a hat).
the wander went from walthamstow wood street to the steps of st. pauls (the start of their last major wander). it went via walthamstow marshes, hackney, islington, smithfield, and st. barts.
they paused at the lea valley ice rink for coffee.
and then later they paused for food in angel thinking that there might be a wetherspoons (but no such luck- the one they were thinking of was in highbury). so they ate more expensively. howard had a vegan burger and fries and horsemouth had halloumi on toast.
after completing the wander and having sat on the steps of st. pauls in stupefaction at the heat they made their way across the bridge to the tate modern and hid in there for about an hour. there they saw the exhibit by nora chipaumire (which they both liked and enjoyed and would recommend).
they then went for two pints in a local pub (fortunately with air conditioning) but horsemouth was deterred by the heat from proposing any more (this was probably wise).
thence hellishly hot underground journeys back.
now horsemouth is back at his brother's house and cooling off by an open window.
the morning. horsemouth faces the journey back to the wild. but not for a while. on his cheapest of tickets he can't get the earlier trains and there are breaks in the journey (at birmingham, at hereford). the stop at hereford may permit more book buying. he may travel into the town earlier.



