Imprisonned

Last night I had dinner at the Hope and Anchor [lovely little pub and very nice] not far from the O2 Arena. I met up with friends, one of whom was over from the States, and chatted and moaned and then got locked in a prison transfer van.

The friend from the States was stuck in business meetings and the remaining four of us walked the short distance from the pub to Bunker 51 to experience an escape room challenge. We were put in overalls along with hand and foot cuffs and then given an hour to escape from a prison van using clues and ingenuity. We didn’t make it. We had one last clue to solve and just failed to escape. We were gutted. However, we were told that only 11 teams had managed to escape in the time this room had been running. Still not happy we didn’t make it. The current record is 3-1.

While I walked from the car park to the pub and venue the city was looking gorgeous. I took some photos.

Cable Cars and Money
Cable Cars and Money
City Industry
City Industry
All This Will Go [post Brexit]
All This Will Go [post Brexit]
Cnut
Cnut