Post card from London, July 2013

Camden Market in Camden Town, London

London, beautiful city of London, the great capital of England was my home for a short time and I visit the city almost every year to watch the crowd, visit art galleries and meet old friends. This year because I have been writing this blog since May and remembering my past and getting very emotional writing about it, I had this sudden desire to visit my old haunts, yet again, this time with a camera in tow. So off I went for three days adventure down the memory lane. Starting with a walk from St Margaret’s station to my old flat, in St. Margaret’s (Twickenham). No answer from the knock on my old flat number 4, instead I had a chat with the couple in the big house below my old flat, took pictures of them for memories, because memories are made of photos. I then walked to the Richmond Lock and stood at the bridge thinking about all the private letters (38) I sunk to the bottom of river Thames, with a brick in a plastic bag, polluting the river with my anger! Memories are made in writing too! Caught a train from Richmond to Kew where I lived in No. 28 Cambridge cottage, within walking distance from the botanical Kew Gardens. Then the garden’s entry fee was one whole penny! Now it is £16/£14. I then caught a red London bus number 65 all the way to Ealing leading to Madeley Road where I shacked up in a bedsit for few weeks without the landlord’s knowledge! Memories are made of lots of odd bits and pieces!

 The highlight of my trip to London was of course down the memory lane however I added some more photos to my ever increasing file of memories now stored on my computer. A long train ride to  see the Olympic Park was disappointment because I was not allowed in but I was able to take photos of the sculpture Orbit by Anish Kapoor, from the view observation platform situated outside on the road side. Then,  after few tubes ride away I landed myself  near the Tate Modern and over the wobbly bridge ( my brother-in-law had a hand in building it) which gave me a chance to view and photo the newly built skyscraper The Shard. My final resting place after travelling around London’s concert jungle was in Camden Town Market, incredibly vibrant with life and colour. I loved being there, if only for few hours.