London Calling
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running and the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
Cause London is drowning – and I, I live by the river
Kirsty Hall: The Thames, Feb 2009
I’m not a natural London person – I usually find it a tiring and challenging place – but it definitely has its charms. And being near the Thames always makes me fall under London’s grimy spell.
Kirsty Hall: The Thames, Feb 2009
I don’t know what Londoners think about the river but I always experience it as a dark, brooding, magical presence in the centre of the city.
Kirsty Hall: The Thames, Feb 2009
On Friday night I walked along the river between The Hayward gallery and Tate Modern. The trees along the path sparkled with blue fairy lights. It was warmer than usual for February and lovers sat on benches wrapped up in each other and oblivious to the world. A man knelt on a small sandy beach making a large sand sculpture of a face while a woman drew a love heart with a stick and added her own and her lover’s initials. A swan flew past with a haunting cry that echoed strangely over the water.
And everywhere the river lapped at the land like a thirsty beast.
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