I have to admit that this one was pretty much just a pub crawl. caramel_betty, my expert on the area, had warned me that it would be "fairly uneventful", so I decided to just pick a few reasonable-looking pubs from RGL and BitE and treat it as a beer-spotting expedition.
The eastern part of Enfield seems to be less McMullen-dense than parts further west; unfortunately this didn't mean more of a variety of real ale, but rather none at all. The Southbury at least had real Greene King IPA, but the Goat had only the nitrokeg version. I really should make more of an effort to switch to my Strongbow-swigging alter-ego in situations like this. Still, even that wouldn't have helped with the total utter deadness of both pubs. (Admittedly this is partly my fault for choosing a Monday afternoon for my visits. I mean, what kind of sad no-mates alky goes to pubs on her own on a Monday afternoon?)
Thankfully, the Wetherspoons Picture Palace came to the rescue. Lovely interior, excellent atmosphere, and there was a beer festival on. Marvellous.
Light for photography was generally vile, and almost everything I wanted to photograph had the sun behind it, but I managed to get a good shot of the terrifyingly-huge Enfield Cineworld. (That photo does not even begin to convey scale. Seriously, it's ginormous, and that's only the front third or so.)
Next up: From Ponders End station round the reservoir, finishing up in the Royal Oak for a pint and some dinner with any Enfield inhabitants I can persuade to join me, then home via Chingford Station.