Showing posts with label Kings Cross. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kings Cross. Show all posts

Tuesday, 10 September 2013

Day 253. Is this kosher?


Salt beef bagel with pickled cucumber is one of my favourite sandwiches (not technically a sandwich when you use a bagel though) and it's one of the things I miss about not working in Radlett very often anymore. There's a deli there that serves exceptionally tasty salt beef bagels but they're not that easy to come by in Norfolk. So imagine my delight when I spotted this place in Kings Cross today. Not sure how kosher they are, in both senses of the word, but I'm going to try one next time I'm in London.

Tuesday, 27 August 2013

Day 239. The train for Kings Cross is...


... not stopping here today.

First day back at work after 10 days off and my plans were thwarted - what a great word, thwarted, thwarted - sorry, my plans were thwarted by this ^. All trains to London cancelled. For the whole day. I briefly considered driving but then factored in the psychotic mood I'd be in by the time I arrived and decided it was better to work from home.

For those of you who still think working at home means sitting around in your pjs, watching Jeremy Kyle pause melodramatically before revealing yet another paternity test result, eating chocolate HobNobs and waiting until the last minute to make it look like you've had a really busy day, well yep that just about captures it. After all, the alternative of me sat at my desk for 9 hours pausing only to eat a low calorie lunch is far less interesting.

Tomorrow normal service should be resumed which is no use to me. I'm working at home.

I wonder if we have any HobNobs in?

Tuesday, 2 July 2013

Day 183. Travelling above ground.


I don't mind travelling on the tube. When it's running smoothly it's unquestionably the quickest way to get from Kings Cross to the office. And if I time it correctly I don't have to stand with my face pressed into someone's armpit, just one of the downsides of being small, or if I'm sitting, try to avoid staring at the crotch of the person standing in front of me. Surely there's some etiquette required here - sideways on please people...

When I discovered the joys of Hailo last year, the app for booking taxis based on available drivers and their proximity to your current location, I have to admit my taxi bill increased considerably. Not that I'm complaining. Had I been on the tube today I wouldn't have passed by this agency window, splendidly decorated with Roberts radios. Just one of the benefits of travelling above ground.

Thursday, 28 February 2013

Day 59. Ageing with dignity.


Some of the adverts on the digital billboards in Kings Cross fail to grab my attention; not this one. Here's a man who's aged gracefully. No signature cigar but after a long day this raised a smile.