Friday, 9 April 2010
artist reconstruction of sandwich eating incident
My second solo al fresco dining within a few days, although this time it was a brief pause on the way back from Leamington Spa.
The first time, I was simply a little early for a meeting and had decided to walk to the edge of the River Thames, clutching a hastily purchased cheese and pickle sandwich. There was something surprisingly pleasing about this simple sandwich, the freshness of the air and watching a quiet late afternoon London world go by. In my pocket was a small camera, but I'd noticed that I'd not replaced its battery, which was quietly recharging elsewhere.
Close by me was Grosvenor Bridge and I could hear the rumble of trains crossing and then an increasingly loud engine sound. Something was odd about it. Yes, a steam locomotive. I watched as a handsome malachite green steam locomotive slipped across the bridge towards Victoria, puffing white smoke and pulling shiny Pullman carriages.
It would have been a photo opportunity, but it's one for the head instead.
"Clan Line", it said on the side of the engine.
It looks as if Hornby make a model of it.