Wednesday 18 May 2011
This was the third bus of the day for Mary and me, Linda being on holiday. We had arrived at the hub which is Beckton Bus Station (or Asda car park!) at 12.20 and so stepped without much of a pause onto our single decker. None of today's route was new to us, and it would be true to say that we were feeling little jaded, and not too inclined to enthuse at the passing scene,




We had only a little way to go, to arrive just over an hour after we had set off, in Falmouth Gardens, with its mixture of semis and bungalows. From there it was a short walk back to Redbridge Station and the Central Line.
From the River at beckton to Redbridge, we had been through residential areas, varied only by areas of public green space. Some of the spread of this area was due to relocation after the bombing of the Second World War, and some, we supposed, to people choosing to move outwards from London for less traumatic reasons.
At Beckton Cars we know that getting to the airport and even from the airport can be a real hassle. Beckton Cars
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