A prescription drop off for Miss S meant a welcome return to East Ham's literary quarter. It's not that there's anything particularly different about this delivery, but just to confess that on these missions I often spend half the time concentrating on where I'm going and the other half trying to think of a pun for the run report. Pootling down Shakespeare Avenue (pictured, one of several with artistic themes on the way to Miss S') does provide some fodder in the form of half remembered quotes or plays that might just fit the bill... Anyway, nice to fit in a bike ride and still get back home in time for the (virtual) office Christmas party. All very 2020.