London by Twilight…

I had the most glorious morning so far… I hopped on my bike at an almerciful hour and proceeded to cycle through the crack a dawn and out the other side and into the day. 

Cycling through London at that hour is like going on a little adventure, there’s something magical about the moment before the crack a dawn I tellya. 

Anyway, I was going to put a bag a rubbish in the wheelie bin before I left, when I stopped in my tracks cuz there was a massive spider and he had created a huge web in between me and the bins (that reminds me, I dreamt of a furry kinda half-animal-half-bumblebee thing getting trapped in a cobweb last night, and I freed him using a ruler anyway, that’s beside the point) so I didn’t bother putting out the rubbish for two reasons, one being that his web was so impressive, it was a mansion of a web, I would hate to be the one to tear it to pieces by walking through it.  The second reason is because I am terrified of spiders and wouldn’t risk the leggy fella climbing on top of me…

So I threw the bag a rubbish in the front door and put my leg over the bike and zoomed off into the day.  I have been leaving at the same time each morning and isn’t familiarity a great thing cuz there was a couple of mornings this week where I had more than one encounter with the same animal on my route to work.   A black Cat crossed my path three times this week, in the exact same spot and the exact same time!  I warned him out loud this morning to watch himself on the road; I really would hate to see some black cat pizza concoction on the road when I come back that same route on Monday.

I also have met a fox crossing the road in front of me, again, the same spot at the same time, I just know it was the same fella… y’know when you just know, dontcha…

I dingled my bell at the fox.  I did that cuz I kinda thought that would keep him on his guard and make him feel like I am the enemy.  The foxes are getting too relaxed around people… they will get beaten up if they continue like this so I wanted to keep him on his toes (claws).  I secretly liked him though, he was so cute. 

I flew down the hill at breakneck speed after my encounter with the fox, it was lovely and no car or no person or anything in my way, I thought of this line from Patrick Kavanagh’s Poem:

Oh, Alexander Selkirk knew the plight

Of being king and government and nation.

A road, a mile of kingdom. I am king

Of banks and stones and every blooming thing.

When it’s like that I like to cycle in the middle of the road.  It’s such an exhilarating experience, cycling a bike… not all the time, but every so often I have moments where everything is just right… and I think I have one over all the people in the bus.  Because of this feeling, I had a huge urge to wave at people but there wasn’t anyone in any of the buses that passed by so I went to work bursting with unspent waves.

Anyway, when I got to the path along the Thames, my morning peaked… cuz the sky and the view across the river was just breathtaking I had to stop and take a photo for you…