Old friend

I used to work near the botanical gardens. At least a couple of times a week you'd find me, of a lunchtime, stretching my legs along its many winding paths.

The Feb quake meant a relocation of office location. So now I'm on the other side of the city with a traffic-ridden dual carriageway to stroll along.

This evening events conspired that I was both in town and with time on my hands. It would have been rude to go and say hello.