Yesterday took a late afternoon wander down to Stratford under sludge grey skies
Turn off Cathall Road into Hollydown Way taking in the view across St. Patrick’s Cemetery towards the cranes of Stratford. Iain Sinclair made this journey in reverse in Lights Out For the Territory describing St. Pat’s as “that slumberland development with its forest of white statues”. The eastern gates are padlocked as they were when Sinclair passed by, so I continue.
The Olympic development looms large now from Draper’s Fields playing grounds, scene of midweek 5-a-side heroics
Wilson’s Bar hanging on for dear life – the antithesis of the supposed Olympic dream of the developers
I still can’t get my head around the idea that the Olympic Village is going to be down on Angel Lane Stratford. Will we find pole-vaulters popping over the road for a pint in the Railway Tavern.