|A new chapter starts|
My mum's Dad ended up in Kentish Town in the 1930's. An Irish immigrant looking for work. The family followed him down. My Dad arrived in 1942 to fly bombers for the RAF with 40 squadron.
When my mum got to 60, she got a free bus pass. Every Thursday, she'd jump on the 113 and tour London. During the war, she'd been a telephonist at Barclays Bank offices on Lombard Street. She told stories of blown up buses and air raids, she visited all of the sites. She told how her Brother came home from the D-Day invasion on leave and was woken up by an air raid. He said it was noisier than at the front. Mum loved London. She felt that it gave everyone a chance. She loved the department stores, the theatres, the buildings, the parks.
When she returned from her travels, we'd share a Guinness and she'd regale me with stories of her latest trip. The stories were fascinating. London is a city that is always changing and morphing. Poor neighbourhoods gentrify, rich neighbourhoods stagnate. Immigrant communities come and go. Food styles come and go. Fashions come and go.
On Monday, I got my over 60's Oyster card. I've been planning this for a very long time and now the journey begins. London Symphonies is a project I've been planning to catalog my London. This will be done in stories, pictures, journeys, music and videos (more of that later). My plan is to follow my mum's example and use my pass to visit places new and old to me and to document them, transforming some into songs and videos. I hope that you enjoy this symphony!
London is a mish mash of different archetectural styles, here you see Victorian building along side 1970's blocks and in the distance things seemingly built last week.
In the early 1970's there was a terrible tube disaster on the Northern line platforms (not here, this is the Met line), I've always felt a dark gloom enveloped the station since.