The end of the line.

Amersham is the end of the line, literally. When you go north out of London and run out of tube line then you are in Amersham. It almost has its own zone, Zone 9, shared only with Chesham.

For the next couple of weeks I will be working there, it is a fairly unremarkable place, but a change is as good as a rest (so they say, but give me a rest any day). It also gives me a chance to pretend to be a Londoner and read the Metro on the train on the way to work.

I do love this old clock at the station, the sort of clock lovers meet under in films.

Oh, and it is so posh it has a Waitrose and an M&S Simply Food practically next to each other.