Much as I have declared bank holidays to be for castle hunting Heather fancied a change this weekend and so we planned to go looking for steam trains instead, it being ages since we last saw some. As it was modern day rail would conspire against us, much as they had last bank holiday, so we ended up at a castle anyway.
This is a bit of a strange thing, about something that shouldn’t matter. The council are replacing the lampposts around where I live. I can hardly blame them for this—the existing poles are aged and the new lights brighter and more efficient (though I will miss the more elegant curves of the columns the next street over). But the pole in the picture is our lamppost. It’s on the way from my flat into Croydon. Jan and I would walk past it and, often, I would hook my arm around it and swing her round, laughing. It remains as a memory of that, what my pixie will always be to me, laughter and fun.
A little after Jan was gone the street lights in the area had a power failure. When they repaired it they must have messed up the switching for that lamp has been constantly on, as if burning in memory. Soon it too will go, another little light from the world. Another little memory a little more faded. And it makes me sadder than replacing a street light should.
On Sunday I should have been at the WAY Big Picnic, locally held at the new Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park. Briefly I was, arriving with Heather, Gemma and other WAYers to at least find the picnic spot and set up. I then had to leave before most of the party arrived though, to head back over the other side of London to Wembley.
Just catching up on things going on, which brings me to a little theatre trip. Heather and I went to the Globe to see Much Ado About Nothing. It was an excellent, at times quirky, performance which we enjoyed a great deal. It was a joy to watch Benedick and Beatrice’s witty war played out. Fun all round!
This weekend Heather’s brothers, Richard and Doug (plus Caroline and Esther—and little baby Joseph, of course) were both around so we were in search of something to do. While looking at other things I stumbled across the Trevithick’s Industrial Dartford Celebration and so off to a Dartford park we just about managed to organise ourselves.
Walking home from the station last Monday I was treated to one of the most wonderful rainbows I think I’ve seen. I thought there might well be one around given the weather conditions and coming out the station I caught a glance of a good looking rainbow—then realised that what Continue reading …