Sweet Little Thursday
Mar. 27th, 2008 09:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
commonpeople1The first proper day of spring. Up with the birds at 5 a.m. Leftover banana cake and tea. What am I gonna do with my life?
Sunshine pushes mitts and scarf back into the man purse. A father and his two young sons climb the bus and sit behind me. He speaks with a heavy Nigerian accent; his youngest son is a proper Londoner. They read together, aloud, from a book on caterpillars and butterflies.
A young, and blind, man walks in front of me on Holloway road with the help of his cane. I think at first he's looking for a phone when he takes hold of a phone box (the kind plastered from head to toe with escort ads); but then he keeps going, feeling his way down the adjacent cafe's windows until he has walked in, after me, and is helped to a seat by one of the waitresses. He exchanges banter with the owner in playful italian, to the sound of Diana Ross' "Chain Reaction" on the stereo.
Further up Holloway Road, an elderly homeless man sits outside a Buddhist centre, holding on to his belongings in a shopping cart, ranting at some imaginary foe.
Sunshine pushes mitts and scarf back into the man purse. A father and his two young sons climb the bus and sit behind me. He speaks with a heavy Nigerian accent; his youngest son is a proper Londoner. They read together, aloud, from a book on caterpillars and butterflies.
A young, and blind, man walks in front of me on Holloway road with the help of his cane. I think at first he's looking for a phone when he takes hold of a phone box (the kind plastered from head to toe with escort ads); but then he keeps going, feeling his way down the adjacent cafe's windows until he has walked in, after me, and is helped to a seat by one of the waitresses. He exchanges banter with the owner in playful italian, to the sound of Diana Ross' "Chain Reaction" on the stereo.
Further up Holloway Road, an elderly homeless man sits outside a Buddhist centre, holding on to his belongings in a shopping cart, ranting at some imaginary foe.
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Date: 2008-03-27 03:52 pm (UTC)