night, night london

I’m not cold, I have four layers on. But if I sit here too long my fingers freeze tight and my toes get tingly. The clouds smoulder grey above me and like the tip of a cigarette they burn red with the city’s lights. People walk past me and my wooden bench. Someone in heels […]

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st. james park

It’s the day before spring but Londoners can’t wait one more day. St James Park is spotted with people, everywhere. They’ve still got their coats on and shoes on and layers on and their pants are probably damp from the grass because it’s only 11 degrees. Yet they wait so long for a blue-skied, sun-soaked […]

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normal

Last weekend I met up with friends in London. Friends from home. We’d talked for months about it. Trying to picture what it would be like. We’d be different of course.  Travel and experience would do that to us. So would independence. So would the Northern hemisphere. Perhaps my hair would be longer and controllable […]

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to borough market, to market i go

Today I caught the tube to Borough Market. I’d been recommended it by a friend by a blog. I just followed the crowd. And the crowd followed the smell. The smell of spices and cooked smoke and roasting meats. To market, to market I went.  The market lies in between a muddle of train bridges […]

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