The first time I popped up from Notting Hill Gate station, I was disappointed. I had expected to see the market, and the house with the blue door. And maybe even run into Hugh Grant, spilling his orange juice on my Love Actually t-shirt. But then, you might say I am a dreamer.
Hey, isn’t that …. Yes indeed it is.
I was a bit too early for my fast Victoria train home from work, and in stead of waiting for it, I decided to try something different. And that ended, well, rather surprising. Definitely not the last time I will change my daily routine. This was fun. As I ran into him.