Monday, April 30, 2012
orchid home crowds
Early purple orchid. Confined largely to the town I do not often have the chance to see the wild flowers of hedgerow and woodland. This one gives me the same sense of the wild as the rare sight of a fox or heron.
Heidi is home to day. Still uncomfortable after her operation but chipper. We walk out on the pavement and brave oncoming pedestrians. She has my arm and one crutch. She mustn't bend over but has me and one of those lever operated clamps on the end of stick with which she she can pick up objects which she has dropped on to the floor.
On my way home I enter the concourse of Charing Cross Station to find it packed like a giant tin of biscuits. There has been a "fatality" in the Chelsfield area. Chelsfield is a station on the way to Tunbridge Wells In front of the announcement board people are lined up side by side, their heads angled backwards in the hope of seeing a reference to their trains. But nearly every panel has a cancelled sign. Suddenly over the loudspeaker comes a standard announcement: "Customers are reminded that skateboarding is not allowed." An ironic snicker runs through the crowd. If only there were room.