when i woke up i was fiddling with the window fitting, i looked down and there was dinah, so i attended to her, looking up at the window and the lack of curtains and wondering if i was dreaming or not...
no memory of the dream that did the violence...cycling in the rotherhithe tunnel under the thames i was truck yesterday by the lights reflecting off the tiles... the tunnel was built in 1908... at points along it there are 2 spiral staircases leading upwards, i suppose that they must be at the banks of the river... there was fresh air coming down the one i had a closer look at... locked of course... i wonder what evidence of those staircases there is on the surface...?
kind of panicky down there, partly to do with the polluted air, partly the cars rushing past (you have to cycle on the pavement, there are hardly any pedestrians) and partly the enclosed space... i was glad to get out of there...
i was on my way to my last schools visit of this year that was just south of the river... i was pleased to find that it only took me 40 minutes to get to the school, half an hour from my front door to the bottom of the regents canal (via victoria park) then 10 minutes under the rotherhithe tunnel and i was there...
i had one of those lazy, aimless journeys back afterwards, along the canal all the way to angel, then 20 minutes reading and filming one of the slowing bicycle wheel films, then a jaunt down to dinah's theatre to meet her between shows...
and then this morning, well, early afternoon, after the curtains, after dinah had gone off to work, i was woken from my half sleep by B (director) ringing me to ask if i could do some music for a theatre production he's doing... he who directed bash, my first theatre music thing (this one will bring my theatre music experiences to 3)... really nice to talk to him and great to be asked... no money... i can't wait...
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