We had an epic meeting at work today, that went on from 3 - 8:30pm, inlcuded dinner and beer and lots of talking. I feel rather drained after it. It was a delight to cycle home tonight.
Going over Horseshoe Bridge I had to stop for a moment and just look a bit. All around me fireworks were going off in a clear night sky and they were reflected in the water of the Itchen. The lights of the riverside flats were twikling in the water, joined by the neon of the signs of the industrial parks and the pinpricks of port and starboard from boats.
I wondered as I cycled, how the soundscape I found myself in compared to that of Southampton in WW2. Trains rushing, boat horns sounding, amublance sirens and the explosions of fireworks. In the half light it seemed eerie somehow. The houses I shot past are a mix of victorian terrace and gaps filled with more modern buildings. Did bombs fall here? Is that what made the space for these pvc coated pale imitations?
It has been a wearisome week. Hopefully the session at the gym this morning will make me sleepy enough to actually sleep tonight.