After a heavy few days of partying, it's nice to be back in the normal day-to-day – if only for a couple of days until we head to Scotland on Friday. In dire need of exercise, we endeavour to get our swimming routine back on track, so I head out towards Park Road pool at around 7 to meet K at 7.30. It's getting noticeably dark in the evenings now, so I walk through Priory Park cautiously, sure that we won't be able to walk the same way back, completely unlit as it is. You never know when some evil dog or rabid Crouch End drug fiend is going to leap out of the bushes and maul or knifecrime you. I get up to the swimming pool and wait a little while for K's bus to turn up. I'm a little concerned to see almost everyone get off the previous bus and pour into the leisure centre – especially because the place is tending to be really busy at this time lately.
Sure enough, when K turns up and we head in, the guy behind the counter informs us that the pool is “really, really busy” - which must be the case as they're unlikely to want to turn people away. We could technically go in; but I can imagine the frustration of trying to actually swim already, so we decide. A bit annoyed, we settle on walking home the long way round, heading towards Alexandra Palace and walking along Hornsey Road back to Turnpike Lane. K sorts out a delicious curry dish and we catch up on Mad Men before bed.
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