Out of London, via poor old Waterloo where the beautifully engineered ceiling is overshadowed by the hurlyburly and the nasty 'sixties architecture, into the countryside. Well, not the countryside but some very picturesque Surrey suburbs.
We walked along the canal towpath for about five miles. And the dog swam most of the way.
I felt clearheaded and energised by being in nature, despite the rain. Just like a Romantic poet.
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