London's hidden glories

For reasons I can't really discuss, we missed our flight home to Warsaw from Heathrow this morning. At an internet cafe we found an EasyJet flight from Luton (pronounced either "Loo[']on" or "Leeton"), and took the Piccadilly Line across town to catch the Thameslink service from Kings Cross. But the service was suspended and we had to make our way by Northern Line to Kentish Town, and from there catch the Thameslink train to Luton. A change of tube train at Camden Town meant making our way through a ramification of bifurcated tunnels; this (above) is what I love about London's underground.

One stop later we arrive blinking back on the surface into strong and very atypical late October sunlight. This (right) is Kentish Town. Victorian atmospheres don't quite work in this weather. The Assembly Rooms stand over brick and cast-iron railway infrastructure.

Onwards to Luton, and much, much later we took off for Warsaw, arriving at Okecie after seven pm, and thence - to the ballot box.