came south to teach and to observe teaching in camberwell, a regular weekly thing and a route i'm familiar with. blistering hot day. dry mouth, no money, would be buying drink after drink today. i have a little more time than usual so i wander a little off the beaten track.
from oval tube i normally cross over a big road and go straight into a church yard, huge church, nice trees, those garish purple and yellow signs drawing you into the faith, always reminds me of 80's supermarkets, but today there is a "police inner cordon - do not cross" accross the church gates, curious, i go around by the road,
the rest of the journey is just along camberwell new road awhile, past some huge estate blocks (huge by our standards, not america), crossing another huge road, where tower blocks converge, always a site i want to take in as i'm crossing that road, i have an image of myself dreamily gazing at these buildings as i'm mown down by some impatient south london motorist...
so today i come off the road early and find a section of kennington park nestled amongst 3 or 4 different estates, a few people out amongst the trees or sunning themselves in the open, a childrens playground close in on one estate that protects the park from the road, lovely,
aerial photo of the park, estate and the school i was going to, on the right
routes i take to get to work, hardened almost by constant use, then if i come just outside of that way there are often treats in store,
short on sleep, dry mouthed, blisters on my feet, still digging new areas for my imagination and my mental geography,
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