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rum­ble of a truck and the intermittent “thwack” of a nail gun on a nearby house.

A boy and a Labrador dart up a path from a house be­low the line. Moth­ers pro­pel ba­bies in prams; a fa­ther and small daugh­ters cy­cle in a mini pelo­ton, and le­gions of jog­gers bound along. Lon­don might be gripped by an obe­sity cri­sis but there’s lit­tle ev­i­dence of it in the peo­ple out and about on the track.

Graf­fiti artists have had a party, daub­ing “Drone At­taaack”, “Slam Sub” and “Freak” all over the blank walls of the rail­way bridges and tun­nels. (Per­haps they think their scrib­bles be­fit the walk’s sur­round­ings. I just wish they’d left the proud Vic­to­rian brick­work alone.)

At High­gate sta­tion we leave the track and walk through the streets to High­gate Wood. The Pav­il­ion Cafe is short-staffed and the cof­fee, when it comes, is or­di­nary, but it is pleas­ant to sit in the cot­tagey gar­den over­look­ing the open play­ing field. Here, in the heart of Lon­don, is a

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