Aside 9 Jan

London

I went to ikea for their free breakfast again. This time I arrived at the tube nearest my flat at about 9am.

The tube train took me to queens park and terminated there. And to continue the journey I took the overground train which was the next train arriving there.

In the past, it was not an integrated service where the oyster card for the tube is accepted for the trains as well. But since they made the whole system run on the oyster card, we can take any train or tube.

So I arrived at the bus station to ikea at 9.40 am, just in time to catch the bus.

It was a shorter queue this time for the breakfast. I enjoyed the meal, much more than the last time. Maybe because I put some mayonnaise on it. There was vinegar sachet as well, which I thought was ketchup and poured vinegar. I must have improved the taste.

Since I had already seen the products last time I went, I did not stay long and left at about 11.30am .

I thought of visiting crouch end, to see what their charity shops have to offer, and I found out from the train map inside the carriage that I could change at Willesden junction and go to gospel oak and change there for the train to barking, which stops at crouch hill.

It was only when I neared crouch hill that I realised it is not crouch end. I asked a woman who was also leaving the train there whether it is near crouch end, she said yes.

I thought I could walk there , but a bus came along so I took it and glad I did. Because it was a up and down hill route.

Crouch end itself was a disappointment. The charity shops were limited in stock and pricey. And I fail to see what the attraction was to living there. There are no supermarkets, and so things were pricey and it was miles to the tube station, Finsbury park.
It is a posher area than Finsbury park I suppose.

Whilst I was browsing in the charity shops I realised that I have everything I need. I wanted trainers, and I found two pairs.

I was looking at the shoes they have on sale in the charity shops and branded ones are priced about £12 a pair. So I am rather lucky to have found those reebok trainers.

So really there is no need to go haunting the charity shops. Also I realised I have still held on to the habit of visiting charity shops but I am really realising now that my charity shopping days are over. I prefer to find things in recycling bins for free now.

It was a pleasant way to spend time. I seldom go to north London so this was a way to see it and realise there is nothing I miss by not going there. Haha.

The overground train is really very nice, the carriages are joined by flexible joins and so there are no doors. You can walk from one end to the other. And this I did to try to get away from those people talking on their mobile phone. Though I was unsuccessful because I was moving from one chatterer to find they were scattered throughout the length of the train.

I am following a blog by carly-dee in yacantgohome.wordpress.com who is a fantastic talent with poetry and I was thinking when I was fleeing the chatterers and finding them everywhere and being made to listen in to their gossiping; that she would certainly be able to come up with something wonderfully expressive of my feelings. Wish I can write poetry like her. A poetry expressing my futile attempts to get away from all these people talking inanely in their mobiles and gossiping and forcing all of us to hear them dishing their friends haha.

I was comparing it to the peace and quiet of the tube when it is underground and no one can make calls. Such bliss.

And I was thinking they are introducing it in planes and imagining it must be hell for those who have to listen to someone talking continuously throughout the flight with no way of getting away. They might have to hand out ear plugs with the ear phones.

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