Woodberry Wetlands

A great discovery close to where I’m staying on Harringay Green Lanes

A short (ish) 30 minute walk —— (the full loop will reopen in Feb 2026) from Harringay Green Lanes overground or as I’ve now discovered an even shorter walk (10 minutes) from Manor House Underground station —- gets you to the wetlands and their great cafe.

I’ve visited almost everyday of my recent visit for their sourdough melted cheese sandwich and make friends with the wildlife.

I’ve marvelled at the birds, especially the family of swans with their rapidly growing seven dusky grey cygnets

I’ve met a lovely mix of people here, including the wonderful hosts.

An added treat this week was ….

A final farewell.

Another friend demanded to be included

A pigeon with a penchant for melted cheese.

No way Jose can you have the ginger beer.

Revealing

What an interesting couple.

Part two with Julia and Tom

Not only cyclists but tri-athletes— so serious that they do ‘iron-man’ , quick cycles ( 40k!) and runs in the morning — It tired me out just hearing about it.

After their looooong cycle ride across Asia and Europe peddled back to England found a new place in Yorkshire.

They’ve created a lovely home in their Sheffield terrace almost identical to the house Tricia and I shared with her cousin and boyfriend (bit of a squeeze). In the mid 70s

Then they kindly tidied me up a bit

Plus

They reflect something that MAnjula taught me. For a successful sustainable living relationship, to be present and attentive

Spot on.

Thanks guys for a great visit and my sorely needed trim.

Manjula would approve.

Memory Lane

Part one with Julia and Tom

My tour of England led me to Sheffield, my home city.

Warm showers

I was visiting Julia and Tom intrepid cyclists who’d visited us last year, in Mysore, on their journey across Asia, through Europe and back home to England.

Warm showers is a network we’re part of where hosts offer an overnight stay to distance cyclists.

They now live in Sheffield the city of my birth and their new home is just round the corner from the first place I escaped to at age 18

That was fifty years ago. I lived with my first serious girlfriend Tricia who kindly supported me for the final few months of school

Stephen and Tricia with my mum’s poodle.

A great revisit. The house no longer exists but there was plenty of reminiscence.

Part two

A lovely couple.