The " Tunnel " of Gloom !!!

It's not often I post two blogs so close together......... But, since the last somewhat boring one, I remembered a few things I should have included. I don't make notes, sit and think, or plan any of my blogs, I simply get the urge to share and start my " one " finger typing and let whatever comes out. In doing so, I do, afterwards sometimes think to myself..... Oh, shyte, I forgot this or that !!!.


For the best part of winter, I have the most dismal view from my apartment !! Bare trees, age old face brick arches housing warehouse depot's with trucks collecting goods 24/7 to supply Londons inner city with goods. I have endured two winters here now, witnessing the amazing autumn leaf colour changes of the two trees blocking out the railway line and collection depot. As well as the two gay robins trying desperately to set up nest with their adopted chick from the bird sperm bank - still situated under the arches. The amazing budding of the trees as they ease their way into spring with all promise of securing me with a green belt for late spring and summer !!. Funny though, over time, I have gotten to appreciate and quite like the starkness and austerity of my winter view - after all, I am living in the city, so what did I expect....... Sherwood Forest ????. I am happy enough to have the trees, in or out of leaf, see the birds, squirrels and the ever present pigeons. Life ain't bad at all.


So Rameez and I are having a puff on the balcony the other day, listening to the Chavy banter waffling up from the back road of the apartment. A constant hearing of " In'it, Bruv, F@@k ya,..........." We decide to explore that part of the hood ! Means crossing through the purple tunnel to see what's going down that end. We do so, and realise that beyond the purple tunnel lies an area of the hood cram packed with Chavy council estates - the constant " foul language, pull along suitcases, drunken spouses leaving home etc etc etc now makes sense !!! The " ya slept wiff me systa, mother, daughter..... Whatever ! Now makes even more sense !!! And we now crank up the horn/ speaker and hurry them along by shouting obscenities back. They of course cannot see us, but certainly hear us !! The tunnel has now been named " The Tunnel of Gloom " - once you pass through it....... There is only shyte to come !! Gotta love the east end !!!




Also mentioned in past blogs, is the infamous Columbia Road flower market held every Sunday. One of the oldest markets of London, where vendors ply their flowers, and street shops and cafes open to quench a persons wee thirst as well as maybe hunger pains !! It is always teaming with people - now mostly tourists, trying desperately to video the small cobbled street filled with fresh flowers - no hassle to us, we there for the late bargains, atmosphere, and the sheer joy of being able to part the crowd with the horn !! It works...... Trust me. Of course, not without altercation. We drove there, only to find the disabled bays all filled up, unyet not a chair user in sight. Not that that's too much of an issue, coz one can have a Blue Badge even if you are not a chair user. But when two people exit a cafe, clearly not disabled, having had loads to drink,and then get into the car and drive off - that " pisses " on my battery !!! More policing needed - I'm on it !!


As the new week begins, remember .... Love, Light and Laughter ! Ongoing good health wishes to you all !!

G. Xxxxxx