Monday, July 01, 2024

Silence, outside and not dark yet.

1. There is a moment when, even walking along the top of Mount Ephraim, I cannot hear the traffic.

2. The hiss of heavy rain outside the tent we are in.

3. We are deep inside a car park, and though it's only mid afternoon, I've been up for so long that I keep thinking it's dark outside.

Consolation, Effra and icing.

1. I flee Tunbridge Wells and its water woes for a day of wandering London with my aunt. A bit of Turner, a bit of Constable and some miscel...