Another blogger commented a few days ago about me wandering across the High-Level Bridge well after midnight, on the way back from a bit of a do.
So I thought I'd illustrate a brief London walk this time. After dark of course, and starting with a tunnel.
Tunnels can lead to dark places.
Although there could be people busy at work. Even in the darkest night-time.
And that's not to say there won't be a few friendly faces along the way. Even people we might recognise.
As well as the usual hustle and bustle of people going about their regular business.
I had a target destination in mind, which was, inevitably, right in the middle of the tunnel. In a place which led to even more tunnels and arches.
So into a vault (Arch 236D, next to the Gas Bottle Room) for a rewarding drink, whilst waiting for the others to arrive before we headed to Lucy's.
