I’ve been trying to ignore the fact that the weather is freakishly unusual, and trying to just enjoy it. The trees are in full blossom and Grove Lane is an explosion of pink and white. A walk is a pleasant experience (that is, until you come across all the detritus of the weekend’s post‐pub sessions). Then, of course, idiots with guns bring you back to Earth.
Dropped into the Funky Munky last weekend for a pint and some chips; well, that was the idea, anyway, but the rather harassed barmaid told me they stop serving food at 5pm. Weird. Had just the pint, then, and tried to ignore the group of noisy Aussies at the bar.
Afterwards we went to the Castle for a couple. They had table service there; after ordering and bringing our change, the waiter returned and semi‐mock‐complained that we hadn’t left a tip; I had to explain to him that I’d ordered 10 minutes ago and he hadn’t actually brought my drink to me yet.
The Post Office at the foot of my street (on Peckham Road) faces closure. Not sure what that means for the owners; they’ve only recently taken it on, and had forked out to extend it through the back of the shop. I’ve rarely had cause to use it myself, but Post Offices are valuable resources to a lot of people.
Finally, did you know Camberwell hosts six of Southwark’s 38 Conservation Areas? Addington Square, Camberwell Green, Camberwell Grove, Camberwell New Road, Grosvenor Park (never been there) and Sceaux Gardens are all protected. That just makes it even more of a shame that the area around the Green is being allowed to fester.