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Mon, 02 Feb 2009

London or Siberia-on-Thames?

Greenwich Park
Well, that's exaggerating somewhat. Somewhat.

Whilst it wasn't exactly as cold as Siberia, there was a lot of snow. This is quite odd for London, it doesn't often snow here. It certainly doesn't often get this much snow, it was quite weird. There were several inches of snow on the ground, and it just kept snowing the whole day.

Anyway, with no buses and almost no trains, I walked to Greenwich Park. I haven't seen so many people in Greenwich park before, there were lots of people making snow men and sliding down hillsides on sleighs, plastic bags, road signs, real estate signs, or pretty much anything that could resemble a sleigh.

I took as many photos as I could before the battery decided it had had enough, and died. Still, I think I took some nice photographs: there was snow everywhere, on every branch, on the heath of Blackheath.

posted at: 21:57 | path: /travel/uk | permanent link to this entry

Mon, 26 Jan 2009

On the train

On the train to Newcastle, winter landscape flashing by. Cold reflections in fallow fields, winter villages huddled around churchyards. Slowly through towns, speeding past hedgerows. Empty platforms gone in a flash of station signs and sodium light.

Somehow the landscape reminds me of Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell, as if I can see the Raven King's words written in the empty fields and the grey sky. Even though we're not far enough north to be North, not yet.

Ah yes, here comes the trolley with tea and Mars bars. Enough to break anyone out of thoughts of the Raven King...

posted at: 10:14 | path: /travel/uk | permanent link to this entry

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