I love the sense of space – both inner and outer – that the marshes provide. We’re so lucky to have it on our doorstep. This is what I love about London. It isn’t always what you think it is. Sometimes, it’s even better.
Monday, June 14, 2010
14.6.10 ~ 100ish word diary (our morning of aimless meandering)
Jake had a runny tummy overnight. When I told him I needed to change his nappy, he said “Awight”, got up and lay down on the changing mat. So sweet and well-behaved at 2am! And this morning I took him for a long wander in his buggy through Walthamstow Marshes & Springfield Park, passing train lines, bridges, canals and boats. He waved at his beloved “choo choo ‘rains”! and a nice man on a boat even honked the horn for him. He walked as much as he wanted, got plenty of fresh air and fell asleep on the way home.
I love the sense of space – both inner and outer – that the marshes provide. We’re so lucky to have it on our doorstep. This is what I love about London. It isn’t always what you think it is. Sometimes, it’s even better.
I love the sense of space – both inner and outer – that the marshes provide. We’re so lucky to have it on our doorstep. This is what I love about London. It isn’t always what you think it is. Sometimes, it’s even better.
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2 comments:
Just checking out your blog! I know what you mean about the marshes, when I'm down on London they remind me that it's not all gloom, some of it is so magical and unexpected!
ah, I liked it there when we went with you! wish I could come along too!
I love that canal photo especially!
hugs x
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