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Category Archives: and the city
hand baked no 5: water
Many of water’s properties are quite bizarre. It is the only chemical that can exist as a solid, liquid and gas at ambient conditions. Felix Flicker in the Magic of Matter. It’s his real name, by the way. Although of … Continue reading
hand-baked no. 4: come, friendly bombs!
How exciting! And look, here are some happy people! And St Paul’s, there’s always room for St Paul’s – there’s hardly anything else left. And things, nice things, random things, lots of fun: A better tomorrow! with bicycles, birds and … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, history, politics, in the City, London
Tagged Betjeman, hoardings
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Garden notes no 37 beeday at St John’s, Waterloo, july 15th
It was a lovely coincidence of insects – not just bees – and flowers on a sunny day before the burning record breaking heat. The pollen seems extravagantly thrown about. I think it’s a hoverfly, not a bee. The lily … Continue reading
hand baked no 3, drawing closer to the Kardashian building….
I thought it was time. I’d tried to avoid it for so long, but of course it kept intruding. A trespasser. It dominates a cluster of new buildings. I have photos but now I can hardly tell which one is … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, crude satire, in the City, language
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hand baked in small batches from locally sourced ingredients, 1.
I sometimes come home from working in St John’s churchyard at Waterloo by walking along the South Bank and getting the Thameslink train from the new station on Blackfriars Bridge to Finsbury Park. Another monster development is underway. Hoardings display … Continue reading
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
a walk in South East London
First I took the train from Stoke Newington to Liverpool Street and walked through our new little Manhattan off Bishopsgate to see the latest skyscrapers we used to call them and the weather was and has been for some time … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, history, politics, mountains, flowers, landscapes, my life, walks
Tagged London
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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
Posted in and the city, crude satire, hilarious, language, mountains, flowers, landscapes
Tagged cars, piz nair, Stoke Newington
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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
Posted in and the city, crude satire, going round in circles, history, politics, language
Tagged St John's, Waterloo
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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
Posted in and the city, crude satire, diary
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