Sunday, February 01, 2004
Sugar and spice
On the train today while moving most of my life from Colchester back to London I was ? accidentally kicked awake from my drowsy reverie by a pretty brunette and a stunning blonde. How often can any of you lay claim to that? For that matter, how often can I lay claim to that.
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My favourite place in the world is probably Sydney. But coming a close second is the open air skating rink at Liverpool Street station. I don't know why, but everytime I'm nearby I'm compelled to go and watch it. Not merely for the skating, although that's lovely to watch; the setting alone, in the middle of the night, a flawlessly white sheet of ice, brightly floodlit surrounded by a virtual collosseum of skyscrapers, with an encircling bar all the way around it on the second floor. Somehow it fills me with calm, in the middle of the hustle and bustle of daily London living.
On the train today while moving most of my life from Colchester back to London I was ? accidentally kicked awake from my drowsy reverie by a pretty brunette and a stunning blonde. How often can any of you lay claim to that? For that matter, how often can I lay claim to that.
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My favourite place in the world is probably Sydney. But coming a close second is the open air skating rink at Liverpool Street station. I don't know why, but everytime I'm nearby I'm compelled to go and watch it. Not merely for the skating, although that's lovely to watch; the setting alone, in the middle of the night, a flawlessly white sheet of ice, brightly floodlit surrounded by a virtual collosseum of skyscrapers, with an encircling bar all the way around it on the second floor. Somehow it fills me with calm, in the middle of the hustle and bustle of daily London living.
