Saturday, July 9
The men with the armchair are back, though this time they're restraining themselves to just sitting on the pavement and not in the middle of the road. It seems it was them
who were playing Phil Collins, I know this because they're doing the same right now. Punctuated with spells of Sting. Oh joy.
I started reading
London: The Biography after all. It's very interesting and well researched, very engaging. I think I'm missing things though by not knowing London intimately. If I could picture the places he talks about, no doubt it would all mean much more to me. That was certainly the case when I researching for my essay on photography of West Yorkshire. Now when I pass the places mentioned in those books, I can remember what had been said about them, and knowing their history brings them more alive to me. By being unable to do the same for London, the information is less likely to stay in my memory and to resurface if I ever do see these places. That doesn't make the reading of the book pointless however, and I recommend it to all. Along with dancing around your room to the
Features.
Update: The people opposite them have now started playing Bob Marley, even louder. I think it might be time to go for a walk...
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