So much for the weather forecast. Here in London its sunny, warm and dry, an almost cloudless sky. The trees are in leaf, the lilac is blooming, and the birds are singing.
I just voted and the polling statiom was actually busy! If the old cliche about high turnout and good weather being good for Labour is true, then this election could be less disastrous for Labour locally than predicted. Dunno about the rest of the country though.
A complete view round the platform of the station. Taken on a sunny day a few months ago. Good views all over SE London (and also the Milllwall ground). As usual click on the little pictures to see more and bigger ones.
I was walking this morning through Waterloo Station with my head full of the “Magnificat” (prayerbook translation of course) set to the arrangement, and roughly the tune of “Boys from the County Hell” by the Pogues.
Did this set the tone for the day?
I love the light on rainy London days like this. Overcast summer days with the sun high in the sky and soft white light everywhere.
Its actually quite bright, not dull at all but the light is diffused, coming from the whole sky at once, so there are few shadows or dark corners. And no dazzling directions you can’t look into. You can see everything more clearly than you can on a sunny day. It is visually liberating. You can look at things more easily. The view as the bus went (slowly) over ridge was exhilarating. I didn’t realise I had a headache until the light from the sky smoothed it away. Its come back a bit now I am indoors.
The sky is beautiful, mottled shades of grey, infinitesimally variable in colour and brightness, smoothly shading from off-white to duck-egg-blue to battleship-grey, sometimes with a faint yellowish-brown tinge, even greenish in places. Not that boring samey blue you get in cloudless sky.
Cesar Pelli was on the radio the other last night talking about the big Canary Wharf saying that he had chosen to reflect the typical London skies and that he thought it looked better in rain than in sunshine. And he was right. There are some days the pyramid roof on top of the tower disappears against he background of the clouds, and the rain trickling down the walls matches the grey water in the docks.
And you can see better. It is easier to see on days like this than in any other light.
Loads of them hawking around the trees on the other side of the road while I was waiting for the us to the station this morning. I heard a familiar sound, looked up, and there they were.
Right on time. The latest I’ve ever seen them is the 14th of May, in about thirty years. Usually 10th or 11th, never earlier than the begining of them month.
So I suppose it’s summer 🙂 Whatever the weather.
Piles of conkers in the street today, shells broken up and shiny seeds all over. A week or two later than usual I think. They used to be something I associated with the first week back at school in September.
The idea of this blog was to write down various rambling nature notes and rants about building and design in and around London and link to my photos. I was going to follow the seasons through spring and summer, I never quite managed to do it. I took the photos alright – It took 2 CDs to make a copy of the ones I like best – but never really got into the habit of doing the log from college, which is where most of my computer dingoing goes on.
But now I have a shiny new laptop computer at home. Well, its not shiny at all, its a sort of matt white colour. Whith plasticky keys and a little glowing picture of an apple on it. And I have a cable modem and wireless whatsits. And I need to stop going to the pub so much in order to not spend the money I need to repay the loan I used to buy all these techy toys. So, as there is nothing good on telly any more…