So here with have the Heron Tower, a new skyscraper for London’s financial district. With a height of 230m upon completion, 202m excluding the spire it is now the second highest building in the United Kingdom (1 Canada Square still retaining 1st place)

Our journey in Wales was coming to a close. We had a little spare time before we had to return to London, so a quick visit to Dunkin’ Doe Nuts aka The River Ebbw Fawr was in order.

When exploring subterranean spaces, there is always the risk of danger. Sewers, are no exception to this rule, gases, disease, feral rodents, angry workers and the potential of flash floods. Most of these can be prevented by utilising common sense, no drains when it rains, taking gas meters, so on so forth, you’ve heard it all before.

I know i tend to rant on about the weather in England, but who doesn’t. Its generally crap and when draining that tends to be a bit of a problem. The infamous rule ‘when it rains, don’t go in drains’ is always audible when the heavens decide to dump their load on you. But at what stage is the rule supposed to be enforced?, how much water has to fall before you can officially call off any exploration into the dark and chunky?

Its a big hole in the ground, dont fall into it. Enough said.

Compared to the 106 or Micra sleeping in the Toyota was like a 4 poster bed. Silky drapes, quilts covered in roses and a chocolate left on your pillow every night. Well ok maybe not, but at the very least i was able to stretch my legs out without having to wrap them between the pedals. However no matter which car we chose i always seem to wake up the same way, with my face stuck to the window. Such is the plight of someone too cheap to pay for a hostel. Oh well its 5am, we were somewhere south of Manchester and it was raining, heavily. Hurray for British summers.