Having lunch just now in the garden with a local cat who’s adopted us, a fox thought he’d come and join in. Bobby the cat was unimpressed.
With the sun finally out I set off walking West and got sidetracked by the Hackney Cut/ Lee Navigation.
Part of the Olympic legacy seems to be to get rid of every trace of graffiti they can reach. The walls are now being coated with a paint resistant chemical that looks like hardened slime.
I chatted to some engineers who said they are building a tunnel under the Cut for a new tube line running into Pudding Mill Lane. I think he meant Cross Rail.
It’s difficult to tell if this is part of the new ‘sanctioned’ graffiti or not – but it looked nice reflected in the water.
During the Olympics the Fringe at Swan Wharf was a £90/day pop-up private members club – looked very quiet today.
At the Bow Flyover I looped back to the Wick and had a lovely pint of Citra Ale brewed on-site at the Crate Brewery. That was a bit more like a Riviera.
Fantastic clip of the Jesus and Mary Chain playing at North London Poly with backstage interviews and footage of the supposed riot at the end of the gig.
I lament the demise of the word Polytechnic – I went to City of London Poly – a brilliant institution. Bring ’em back!
West Library on Thornhill Square, Islington. One of the libraries built for the borough by Scottish-American Industrialist Andrew Carnegie. But what does this stone pattern mean?
Is it some sort of Masonic guff? A Cathar Labyrinth pointing the way to the Holy Grail. Or perhaps just a nice pattern.
This bright chap(ess) swooped into my garden the other day, scattering the blue tits
Around the size of a pigeon it seemed so exotic.
I rushed to grab a few pictures from the bathroom window before he/she flew away.
Turns out that it’s a Jay.
According the the RSPB website they’re difficult to catch a glimpse of, being “shy woodland birds, rarely moving far from cover”.
Must have come over from Epping Forest where we walked ourselves later that day.