I enjoy the view from the top deck of the bus as we go over Putney Bridge.
It didn't look like this in winter, mind you. I rang Barnaby once when it was like this
at 6.40 to say it was a great morning for rowing, only to have it turn nasty and wet
by the time I got to school at 8.15. You have to seize the moment here.


The ride over Putney Bridge can be a bit of a blur at that time in the morning,
as I head for the Putney Bridge Tube Station. The train travels above ground
for a few more stops yet before going underground.

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