24/01/19: Slippery Totteridge

Totteridge looked beautiful in the snow with the sun rising. The river path was covered in black ice. I trod carefully, but still managed to slip, smashing down on my back. A couple of dog walkers offered annoying comments and were no help at all as I laid in shock and agony in the mud. Then a kind man came and helped me up. I staggered home.

06/01/19: Sinister Totteridge

At first I thought they were snowmen. But there was no snow. No, they were four or five white-robed figures performing some kind of ritual on the far side of the field. There was bowing. They wore white hats. I found it very creepy.

05/01/19: Totteridge to Brent Cross

Walked 5.6 miles along the Dollis valley Green Walk from Totteridge almost as far as Brent Cross.

There were egrets, herons, robins, blackbirds, blue tits, moorhens and a thrush, among other birds.

It was lovely, apart from all the overflowing bins.



Why are these not being emptied?

Other things of note:

• A small tot aimed a stick “gun” at us.

• Saw two “lost cat” posters.

• Found two carrots resting on a tree.

• Passed a large white dog wearing a bow tie.

• Saw a child riding a mini-motorbike (a real one).

• Got a bit lost where the river forked in Hendon but a kind man pointed out the correct route.

• Got the bus home.