The Refectory at Golders Green…and the dark band at the top is the railway bridge carrying the line into the Tube station.
At the bar, I’d ordered a pint of Kronenbourg, only to find that the tap ran dry two-thirds of the way up the pint-glass, so I was charged for only a half-pint. The football, by the way, was today’s game Swansea City 3 West Ham 0, with a Sky match commentary in a language which I assumed to be Welsh, and a following studio discussion in English! Very strange…
After leaving the pub, I wandered northwards to Finchley. Nearing the North Circular Road, a thunderstorm developed, and, drenched, I mused that maybe an 82 or 460 bus would have been a better option 😉