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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 44

                    Along the river                            wild sunflowers                     over my … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 43

Winter brings the sound of water gushing below low points in the suburban streets and shopping parades as the streams that rise on Scarp swell and are channelled beneath Edgware, Pinner or Ruislip and flow towards their confluence with two … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown Day 42

Old Ford, out of Fish Island, was a numinous locale in London’s deep-topography: the crossing place of the River Lea – which was once a major obstacle, a much broader stream. Here was a border between cultures, between Vikings and … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 41

The Clitterhouse Brook gushed from a concrete pipe and flowed beneath the North Circular to make its confluence with the River Brent on the far side of the road near Brent Cross Shopping Centre. It was a majestic sight to … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 40

Dirty old river, must you keep rolling Flowing into the night? People so busy, make me feel dizzy Taxi light shines so bright. Ray Davies – Waterloo Sunset The Thames now is a whole lot cleaner than when Ray Davies … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 39

Even the anatomy of a river was laid bare. Not far downstream was a dry channel where the river had run once, and part of the way to come to know a thing is through its death. But years ago … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 38

Time is the river on which the leaves of our thoughts are carried into oblivion. Doris Lessing – The Golden Notebook   How do you sleep? How do you sleep at night? John Lennon For me, one of the biggest … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 37

The crossing was over. They were arriving. The movement of the little steamer that had collected the passengers from the packet-boat drove the raw air against Miriam’s face. In her tired brain the grey river and the flat misty shores … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 36

In a breath, the river that flows through our Sunday walks is sparkling in the summer sun, is ruffled by the winter wind, or thickened with drifting heaps of ice. Charles Dickens – David Copperfield         Picture … Continue reading

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The Flow of Time: Lockdown, Day 35

It was remarkable how the races that had gone to his making had each left its signature on the river bank; often over and over, as children on gates and walls scrawl the names of those amongst them who are … Continue reading

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