Monday, January 29, 2007
Mile End, London: A gang of youths are hurling bricks at the shops and restaurants beneath the Green Bridge, presumably because they fear no recrimination. So I've retreated into Mile End Park to find a safer route around. It's suddenly very dark again. I've climbed up on the mound in the park to get my bearings, and to check there are are no undesirable elements creeping up on me. A not-quite-full moon is shining weak light across the canalside, and visible above is a truly unfamiliar sight - the glimmer of countless stars and constellations. Meanwhile several miles to the west, somewhere beyond the jet black shadow of the Gherkin, the sky is glowing a more disturbing shade of demonic red. London's burning, fetch the engines?
Posted at 17:58 from 51°31'32"N 0°2'14"W via my Z470xi mobile
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