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Stratford City

There is so much to write about. Sleeping dreams, waking dreams, vague notions of reality and consciousness. I went for a drink after work with a friend and work colleague. I enjoyed the conversation, his company, the couple of pints, the atmosphere and more. After we parted I did something I haven’t done for aContinue reading “Stratford City”

The Archeology of the Hidden Transcripts

I am closely studying maps. Maps of a small area of London. Tudor Street in particular. From Tudor Street I walk along John Carpenter Street. The security guards at JP Morgan are suspicious. They are not in any sense an enemy. They are low paid and daily told what to do. I am waiting forContinue reading “The Archeology of the Hidden Transcripts”

A Catch up

I needed a catch up with myself. There’s a lot going on, no time to stop and think. The only time for conscious-sensuous self-awareness is late at night. There’s a lot of writing going on. It gets sent off to various editors and publishers. A sense of anticipation, a hope for an immediate response. Silence,Continue reading “A Catch up”

A Universal Idea

What does the book look like if its read here, in this particular place? The book is Folk Opposition by Alex Nevin. It was lent to me in the summer. We were in the beer garden of a pub after the Radical Battersea Walk. It was one of those days when the temperature was overContinue reading “A Universal Idea”

A Day out in Canterbury

A teacher reported this week that she noticed a child pretending to eat from an empty lunch box. A 10 year old boy in Ukraine, wearing a green hoodie, is floored by a piece of a cluster bomb hitting him in the head. A young woman in Iran is beaten to death by the moralityContinue reading “A Day out in Canterbury”

Chez nous, chez nous…le Notre Dame de Chartes

The more time spent inside, outside and in the environs of the cathedral of Notre Dame in Chartres the more puzzling it all becomes. Different theories exist about how the cathedral was built, what the iconography and images represent and whether it expresses a sacred geometry. The building is the result of several building campaignsContinue reading “Chez nous, chez nous…le Notre Dame de Chartes”

Neo-Liberalism & the Destruction of Paris

Paris has a terrible system for buying metro tickets. I’m ahead of myself having managed to catch the early morning train from Orleans to Paris Austerlitz. But here my plan to make further progress is tripped up by a queue of people waiting to use the single machine at the metro station. It takes meContinue reading “Neo-Liberalism & the Destruction of Paris”

The Cathedral of Saint Etienne in Bourges

There is an early train to Bourges and a mid-day train and nothing in between. The alarm goes off and I go back to sleep. There’s no rush. The alarm clock is one of the great tools of oppression. How I have hated it during a life of toil. A mental map is slowly beingContinue reading “The Cathedral of Saint Etienne in Bourges“

From Angers to Orleans

The train is going to be delayed. This of course means that it is impossible to connect to working wifi. Everything is all connected. When a butterfly flaps its wings…. It’s a feeling of melancholy with which Angers is left. The town sleeps, the town wakes, people go about their business, meet friends, sit outsideContinue reading “From Angers to Orleans”

Rue Pocquet de Livonnieres

On the corner of the Rue Pocquet de Livonnieres and the Place de Pilori there is a patisserie which bakes fine bread, good cakes and serves decent coffee. There are metal orange tables and chairs outside and it’s a good spot to have breakfast and watch Angers come to life each morning. I buy aContinue reading “Rue Pocquet de Livonnieres”