You can see the gravestones heaped around the Hardy Tree in the right background, behind the fence.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
St Pancras Churchyard - plaque explaining the Hardy Tree
There are many historical filaments linking the site to the church, the church to the name of the station - and the station's development to the fate of the church and those buried there.
St Pancras church
Another contrast. This church, in a quiet, leafy churchyard, is only a few hundred metres behind the rearing bohemoth of St Pancras station.
Barlow Train Shed, St Pancras
This wasn't built in 1990, you know. And it was built so early-on that they had to use wooden scaffolding. A marvel.
Poor neglected old King's Cross
Next to St Pancras, but not yet restored. That comes after the authorities have run out of money on St P.
Docklands, from Point Hill
What a superb view to round the corner to every morning. Greenwich. The morning after.
Barbican, from the Terrace
Looking back to Jazz and warmth and Jonathan. I went back indoors within 20 seconds.
Lakeside Terrace, Barbican
The tall tower behind is one of the residential blocks built here in the 50s, still the highest residential towers in London. I couldn't get its top because the camera was perched on top of a traffic cone for stability and would have fallen off if I'd moved it..
St Giles Cripplegate, Barbican
While the jazz was playing, I nipped outside onto the Lakeside Terrace and took this photo of an old medieval church, which survived the bombing in World War 2, in the middle of darkness and concrete architecture.
Multicolour Barbican lights, 2
The Barbican Arts Centre in Barbican, London, is an extensive Brutalist structure and contains quite a lot of colour - like these lights. Jonathan and I had been to see the exhibition about art and sex from antiquity to now, and had stopped in the foyer for a beer and some impromptu jazz.
Rikki and the Barlow Train Shed, from the arch, St Pancras
We'd had a lot of champagne by this stage.
The Meeting Place, by Paul Day, at St Pancras
This new statue inside the restored station is meant to capture of the excitement of travel. I found myself staring at his arse under his jacket.
After the exhibition
After seeing Wildlife Photographer of the Year, we wandered across the road to the V&A, on the way seeing this superbly large moon. I say.
Close investigation, before Thanksgiving
As I am returned from London, what follows in this and the next few posts are a selection of photos that you can explore in more detail over at flickr. Enjoy!
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