Tag Archives: St John’s

Thoughts on coming eye to eye with a pigeon on its nest

Posted on August 5, 2023 by jonathan trustram

Feral, that’s what they are. That means they’re ours, and yet not ours. Their ancestors, the rock doves, are still around, mostly on sea cliffs but also inland. Unlike true wild species of birds their colours cover a dazzling range, … Continue reading →

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Thames Water’s revenge, and one foot in the grave.

Posted on July 21, 2023 by jonathan trustram

I had a letter from them recently which said, terribly sorry, but we haven’t been collecting your direct debit, and you owe us £996, but don’t worry, there are lots of ways you can pay. Only do something before July … Continue reading →

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Water: lids and covers, and illustrations of love

Posted on February 23, 2023 by jonathan trustram

feb 8 two water related experiences today and two new water related words. A. As I was coming out of Finsbury Park station today I heard an announcement: be careful said the voice, because there was an ingress of water. … Continue reading →

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Garden notes no 37 beeday at St John’s, Waterloo, july 15th, 2022

Posted on July 28, 2022 by jonathan trustram

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 →

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still in Waterloo

Posted on November 22, 2020 by jonathan trustram

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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Garden Notes no 21, picking about the gravel. Verbascum, foxglove, Koelreuteria, etc.

Posted on May 31, 2020 by jonathan trustram

This koelreuteria – sorry, I know, one of the more tricky botanical names, after “Joseph Gottlieb Koelreuter, 1733-1806, professor of natural history at Karlsruhe, a pioneer experimental investigator of plant hybrididization”, aka Pride of India, although it comes from China, … Continue reading →

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Gardening notes number three, weeding

Posted on March 29, 2020 by jonathan trustram

The original version of these notes was written in the context of my work in  public open spaces with  Putting Down Roots,  St Mungo’s gardening project for homeless people. I tell Chris (still the faithful volunteer at St John’s)  that … Continue reading →

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searching for vibrant, august 2017

Posted on August 23, 2017 by jonathan trustram

(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

Posted on June 29, 2017 by jonathan trustram

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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new outrage in SE1

Posted on May 21, 2017 by jonathan trustram

I’ve been thinking about writing about this for a few weeks now. And I’ve got the photos. I can’t decide whether  it’s a completely cynical project by  developers who maybe controlled and perverted the intentions of all those who took … Continue reading →

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