Categories: uncategorized
Tags: foundspeech, southeastlondon
Date: 24 May 2007 02:40:00
Another fire in a small industrial building by the railway here, the third in less than three weeks. London Bridge station closed again The Dartford and Hayes trains are all being diverted to Victoria. So they will run through Nunhead, on the line for whch this blog is named.
All this and someone set fire to the Cutty Sark. South East London's burning down, burning down.
The Cutty Sark is (or was) only about a mile from here. I passed it every day when I worked on the Island. It can be seen from the side door of our church. I haven't got a picture of that view online at the moment, but I do have a few from Greenwich Park with the Cutty Sark just visible. Here is one I prepared earlier:
Click on it to see the bigger picture and links to others. You Know it Makes Sense.
Overheard on the more-than-usually-crowded bus:
"Stuart's her-indoors is a psycho-killer bitch!
Well, she's a bit crazy anyway.
She's like, odd.
If he wants to watch football, Stuart has to buy her a pair of shoes. She, like, doesn't let him get away with anything. He has to give her an item of clothing to go to the pub. And its not, like, a two-pound pair of flip-flops. Its like hundreds of pounds. Imagine what that sets you back if you add it to the cost of going out.
She's like, very strict with him."
Uttered, as nearly as fallible memory makes out, by one of three apparently very drunk twenty-something-in-the-city young men.