Whatever comes to mind before I alter it with the overpaint of time. Mostly satire, poetry and fiction but occasional unreliable fact, as all facts seems to be today. From deepest Notting Hill. London.
Showing posts with label Golden Cross. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Golden Cross. Show all posts
Friday, 26 September 2014
The Golden Cross reappears on Portobello Road.
Like some primeval petrified forest exposed by an exceptionally low tide the Golden cross has re-emerged on Portobello Road.
Immortalised by Martin Amis in his novel 'London Fields' This will for the time being surely become a shrine for literary tourists.
It is good to see it again and be reminded of a very good book.
Is Keith Talent going to perform the opening dart throwing?
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