Through a navigational mishap on Saturday, we stumbled into Upper Edmonton and the Meridian Water development and the lines of squabbling cars trying to beep their way into Ikea. In the squalling rain, fumes, and twilight, honestly, it was more dystopian than Blade Runner ever was.
You should have said. I'd have popped over to help you point and laugh.
<== always goes to the Happy Swedish Halls Of Joy on a weekday
The mistake wasn't really ours, we were following the route of Pymmes Brook Trail, which in olden times took you on an adventure to Edmonton Green. But shiny new signs have appeared, so new they have yet to be misleadingly twisted by wayward local youth, guiding the unwary traveller away from the route inked on the trusty OS map to a sparkly new route.
Which would have been nice had the signs not run out at the edge of Meridian Water development. There's is a new train station (who knew, apparently no one as it was empty) and the Tesco had cake and, more importantly, didn't have cold, trouser-soaking rain. Drivers were still fighting outside when we left. I suspect it never, ever stops.
It was enough sustenance to get us the final league to Pressure Drop.