Because late in the afternoons the ferries don’t call at Woodside any more.
One of two cafés called Home on this side of the river, run by two old friends of mine, Polly and Ben.
Sadly upstairs is being cleaned before they close, so I can’t show you the views. But the rest of my pictures give you the general idea.
Anyway, back outside at four o’clock.
What a place.
Another week of Coming Home ends peacefully.