“Some people may say toujours Provence, but having just got back from the South of France, I re-immersed myself in London like a baby swimming into a birthing pool. We went to get the puppy from his very kind dogsitters in Shoreditch, then walked home via Bunhill Fields, London Wall, St Paul’s and the South Bank. Where in the world could you get such astonishing contrasts of people, of architecture, and of different senses of deep time? In Bunhill Fields we paid homage to Blake and Defoe, then, walking down towards the Barbican, I noticed through some plate glass doors belonging to the City University the viridian square of a cricket pitch. Who would have imagined that such a space would be given over to sport in the costliest square mile on earth? A perfect London moment indeed.”
26.08.08
