I thought about going to the football match again yesterday. The cones were out once more, meaning Charlton were playing at home. A quick check online told me that their opponents this week were blackpool. Yet it was very cold out, and we had a heating system to oversee the repair of, so I decided not to go. In the end, though, I went out anyway – my optician called to say that they had a replacement frame for me.

I decided to couple my trip to the optician with what I initially thought would be a short walk. I have written many times on here about how I like to go for drives in my electric chair: I think I now have a favourite. I head, from Charlton, to the royal standard, skirt Blackheath; turn into Greenwich park (beautiful at any time of year). There I drive up to the observatory and the statue of Woolfe, taking in the magnificent view. I then press on through the park into Greenwich itself, with it’s market and shops. I now have a new incentive to go here, as yesterday I came across quite a nice little wine shop which had a good selection of speciality beers.

There I bought something to drink with dinner yesterday and today, by which time, with a shocked look at the clock on my Ipad, I saw it was time to get home. Luckily, it was not far, but the ironic thing is, as I approached Charlton, I hit the pedestrian traffic coming out of The Valley. I might as well have gone since I had spent the time outside anyway. Oh well, there is always the next match (football matches being hardly uncommon events), and I now have a couple of good beers to enjoy.