Souls Being Saved by the Sun
Jun. 3rd, 2006 06:42 pmLondon is friggin hot, innit? Lovely 24 celsius, shorts, t-shirt, coconut stuff on the skin (40+), towels over the duck shit hiding in the grass and blossoming daisies. Families rowing the boats in Regent's Park, ice cream stalls, sunglasses, hats, The Guardian, Tesco's water bottles & sandwiches & bananas & oranges & mangoes. Kevin's mini-iPod on random, plenty of Magnetic Fields to keep me happy.
Working the white away from my skin, but it takes time and dedication. The sky so blue, the tourists, families and couples falling on the grass beside us as if by exhaustion. Everyone exposing their skin. Kevin in the shade, reading The People's Act of Love. A little black girl in a white dress stops beside me, bends down, plucks a daisy from the grass then runs after her mom. Ducks escort their offspring to the water. The rowers drift over the warming water just a stone throw away from us. A woman purchases a lawn chair for £2, lights up a fag and gets down to her sagging bikini.
A walk home by Baker Street, past the crowds carrying their picnic bags to Regent's Park. Tesco's again for dinner & croissants. I show Kevin a short cut to Maida Vale library.
Only in Britain will you find construction workers, on a sunny Saturday afternoon, singing at the top of their lungs to David Bowie.
We rent (and just watched) Nicholas Nickelby. *Le Sigh*. Must watch My Summer of Love and Koma by Monday. Three movies from the library cost a total of £2.30 to rent.
And it's only 6.42 pm
Working the white away from my skin, but it takes time and dedication. The sky so blue, the tourists, families and couples falling on the grass beside us as if by exhaustion. Everyone exposing their skin. Kevin in the shade, reading The People's Act of Love. A little black girl in a white dress stops beside me, bends down, plucks a daisy from the grass then runs after her mom. Ducks escort their offspring to the water. The rowers drift over the warming water just a stone throw away from us. A woman purchases a lawn chair for £2, lights up a fag and gets down to her sagging bikini.
A walk home by Baker Street, past the crowds carrying their picnic bags to Regent's Park. Tesco's again for dinner & croissants. I show Kevin a short cut to Maida Vale library.
Only in Britain will you find construction workers, on a sunny Saturday afternoon, singing at the top of their lungs to David Bowie.
We rent (and just watched) Nicholas Nickelby. *Le Sigh*. Must watch My Summer of Love and Koma by Monday. Three movies from the library cost a total of £2.30 to rent.
And it's only 6.42 pm