But, what is London after all?

Museums, art galleries, churches, shopping malls, dance, tube stations, red buses, train trips, ticket offices, post cards, information desks, teachers, pubs, pink hair, wraps, umbrellas, sorries, thanks, pleases and excuses and me in the midst of all that trying to figure out what london is. A bit of everything and nothing at the same time.

Cold weather, strong wind, rain, skype, boots, concerts, high heels, cameras, fish and chips and samosas, cabo tv, bikes, books, parks, white lamps, clinking of tea cups, coffee, overcoats, turbans, saris, scarves, tissues, keys, cigar, perfume, hands fumbling into bags, maps, castles, bridges, boats, delays, busy lines, sandwiches, coins, towers, cards, cards and cards. Or just my mind giving my writing direction…


Note: my journal entry for Stephen Hill’s lesson on free writing.


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