Category Archives: and the city

A walk in the woods,

but first I passed the eventful hoarding at the end of the street. I was pleased to see that someone had torn a strip off one of the posters so that it read THE EAR INDEX. (I think it’s a … Continue reading

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Experiencing fully

the cover of the Kew magazine shouts out: the new way to LOVE WINTER What was wrong with the old way, I wonder. And what is the new way? Well, you have to slow down, and STOP, LOOK, LOVE   … Continue reading

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still in Waterloo

An image of the Imax I found on the internet. Out of sight to the left is Waterloo station. The old Shell building behind the Imax has mostly been demolished and replaced with something much bigger.  In the foreground you … Continue reading

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round and round in my head

A nice surprise yesterday, a comment on Peniarth-uchaf and Peniarth Uchaf 2, nearly seven years after I wrote them. I liked that place and the pieces I wrote about it. Here’s the Kardashian building again, which has been nick-named the … Continue reading

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some notes (on marketing, brexit and language)

I am sorry to announce that I was on a train from Paddington to St Austell just before christmas and as we travelled through the silver-grey Somerset floods in a leisurely row row row your boat sort of way the … Continue reading

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searching for vibrant, august 2017

(and isn’t it infuriating how they keep turning adjectives into pretentious nouns?) I wrote about my search for the epic, vibrant South Bank here: new outrage in SE1. I’ve been there a few times since, always hopeful. The mix of heritage … Continue reading

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Icons in SE1

David ‘Born to Dare’ Beckham is currently appearing, in rotation with various “punks” for Brewdog, on a monument, a stainless steel hoarding near the Imax roundabout in Waterloo which serves to block off the view of the National Theatre, those … Continue reading

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‘because I’m a ceramicist’

I read in the Evening Standard that an exhibition is being held of little pots. Someone went on a tour of the building works at London Bridge station and saw the stuff they were digging out of the ground and … Continue reading

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back on familiar ground

see also remembering and forgetting, the bombing of Dresden I was soon back home on familiar ground, where the obligation to remember certain things in certain ways grows ever stronger. Mrs May is outraged that the England football team is not … Continue reading

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poppies

One Sunday afternoon, two or three weeks ago, Sheila and I went for a little trip into the City. We took the train from Stoke Newington to Liverpool Street and then got on the first bus in Bishopsgate to go … Continue reading

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