Our recent Charles Dickens commission from The Cuming Museum got me thinking about walking the streets of London at night. It’s always been one of my favourite hobbies, but during the winter it’s even more magical as the streets seem to get really empty and it’s quite easy to imagine you’ve slipped through the veil into another world…
These are the most-quoted two sentences from Charles Dickens’ ‘Night Walks’, and you can see why:
It was a solemn consideration what enormous hosts of dead belong to one old great city, and how, if they were raised while the living slept, there would not be the space of a pin’s point in all the streets and ways for the living to come out into. Not only that, but the vast armies of dead would overflow the hills and valleys beyond the city, and would stretch away all round it, God knows how far.
On Saturday 24 November, Nigel and I will dive into the coldest, darkest corners of the city for our last London Dreamtime outing of 2012. I will be telling the story of Persephone’s descent into darkness. Come wrapped up warm and don’t forget your flask!
A couple of other things I like in that corner of London:
Stop stranger as you walk by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now, you soon will be
So pray prepare to follow me
Postman’s Park – This has an incredibly moving Memorial to Heroic Self Sacrifice, a set of tiles which you can browse and wonder over. My favourite is the one shown in the photo. Globe Bridge is very local to me, part of Commercial Way SE15, and though the canal is gone, the bridge is still there. You can find out more about Richard Farris in this post from Caroline’s Miscellany.