‘Walking Class Heroes’

Found the site of The Pedestrian Council of Australia whilst researching Walk to Work Schemes.
They promote a national Walk to Work Day. Their aims and objectives are pretty tame but at least it’s a start. I’m not really aware of anything similar in the UK apart from Sustrans who advocate cycling. The Ramblers only promote recreactional walking which is more or less true of Transport For London’s walking initiative.


Pedestrian Culture

Pedestrian Culture
I went straight to this blog after I found yet another new route for my daily plod to work – how many more variations can there be on a walk from Penton Mound to the South Bank. This one goes from the end of Grays Inn Road along High Holborn down the alley next to Pendrals Oak into Lincolns Inn Fields (where I found a cluster of black cabs and white stretch limos last night), Portugal Street, Aldwych. A classic.

The reason I visited Pedestrain Culture is that this very idea is frequently on my mind during my walks – how, by making walking part of your functional routines, could transform daily life, and naturally by extension if people do it on mass our cities and town would be quite different places. Put simply – walking can change the world.



My trusty walking boots have finally expired. It’s a big deal for someone who plods around as much as I do. I must have been to about 20 shops trying to find a replacement looking for something cheap, comfortable and sturdy enough to do about 3,000 miles of pavement.

Shops seem to cater for mountaineers, hill walkers, jungle trekkers, light trekkers, travellers, but not urban walkers. Our needs are quite different and the whole thing left me quite perplexed. Eventually wet feet got me down and I ended up with a pair of cheap Reeboks from Lilywhites.


Will Self’s Throne

This is the rather majestic object that I’m currently auctioning on ebay on behalf of the great London wordsmith and some-time psychogeographer Will Self. He commissioned the chair from some students at Camberwell College of Art some ten years ago with the brief:
“Art Nouveau in feel,suitable for the Supreme Ruler of the Entire Known Universe, and a goodplace to both sit and think, and write.”
But not only will the winning bidder obtain the seat upon which one of Britain’s finest living writers gave birth to such tomes as ‘Great Apes’ and ‘How the Dead Live’, not to mention his Psychogeography column (which usually has nothing to do with psychogeography); but they will also get a visit from Mr Self himself as well as an essay (a limited edition of one) about its sordid history under his bum.
There’s still time to get it – auction ends tonight.