I wanted to get in just a few more moments of sightseeing before I had to return for the evening, so I had a cider in an old pub called The Anchor, near London Bridge. Built in 1645, but nowadays sports the ever-present Pokie machines and felt much like one of the Bridie O'Rileys chain pubs in Melbourne.
Cider was good though. Aspalls, a local I was told. Crisp and dry - delicious. A good way to miss the overcrowding on the trains in peak hour!
It was almost as if the 'Old Lady' had changed her grey day dress for her evening dress and jewels!
It was one of the largest and most important buildings in Medieval London, according to the signage.
All that is now left is the wall with the magnificient rose window looking down upon it's unearthed foundations.
Very creepy, but the gloomy weather and the great lighting help with the atmospheric sensations.
We exchanged a few pleasantries, and it turns out that one girl was visiting the other (a local) from Sweden while on her way to ... wait for it ... Melbourne! She will be studying at Melbourne Uni for a year! Coincidence? I think not! These were the only people to talk to me on the street for my whole time in London!
Except that I have forgotten their names. I am SO bad at that.
A fantastic unexpected evening, and a promise of more when I return home.