A trip down memory lane...

Today I came across two areas of London that had massive input into my (And other's) life.
Firstly, whilst on run 5 of list 6 Myddleton Square to Golden Square, I headed down Berwick Street. As some of you may know and others definitely don't, my Dad owned a cinema there called Spartacus. This just happened to be where Mark and Tony met. True to my promise, I took a photo:

As it was market day, I couldn't ride down there. But when I get a chance next, I'll show you where the cinema was. I say "Where" as it has been knocked down and flats built. The march of time I suppose? No more romantic liaisons there then!
It appears the planets collided when Carla and I met! we have a lot of mutual stuff in common. Talking of us meeting, I slide swiftly on to my next area. Beak Street W1. Home of The Tatty Bogle club (Which I'm sure is still going, but could be wrong!) this is where Carla and I met one fateful evening, and where she snogged my face off in a drunken slurpy kiss fest. Below is Kingly Court, and Tatty Bogle is up the end on the left:

Who'd have thought we'd be where we are now after that one night?

And to add to my day, I got home tonight and the postman had delivered this:

So thanks to Mark for organising the Reiki weekend, and thanks to Jane for sending me the certificate!
All I need now is a decent frame.

So with all this in mind, it has to be THIS

Still gives me goosebumps as it was at Tatty's on THAT night I first heard THIS!