Thank you for this - everything is so alive! I particularly love how the modernist housing seems to rebuke the Victorian for its excesses. I'm now wondering how different architectural styles would view each other.....
Lovely piece. I'm 5 minutes walk away from Sydenham Hill woods, in one of those low, modern 60s homes. I walk in the woods most days, the hornbeams and oaks and beeches are old friends. Bat-watching on a summer night is fun too!
It really doesn't feel like London most days. When we first moved here I felt like Snow White skipping through the woods with woodland creatures helping carry my shopping bags on the way home from the station!
It is a risky endeavour indeed. We were lucky that the place was mostly unchanged, and looked so beautiful on a summer's day.
I must admit that the word hibernaculum was new to me to when I researched the piece. I must try to embed it in my vocabulary by slipping it into a few conversations soon...
Thank you for this - everything is so alive! I particularly love how the modernist housing seems to rebuke the Victorian for its excesses. I'm now wondering how different architectural styles would view each other.....
I feel there could be a rich seam there - Brutalism bullying Mock Tudor? Rococo flouncing out after a spat with Po-Mo? The possibilities are endless!
Oh my goodness, yes London buildings would have so much to say to each other! My view of London will never be the same!
Lovely piece. I'm 5 minutes walk away from Sydenham Hill woods, in one of those low, modern 60s homes. I walk in the woods most days, the hornbeams and oaks and beeches are old friends. Bat-watching on a summer night is fun too!
Ah, it's lovely to hear that you are a local, Anna! It must be wonderful to have those woods on your doorstep. Such a magical spot.
It really doesn't feel like London most days. When we first moved here I felt like Snow White skipping through the woods with woodland creatures helping carry my shopping bags on the way home from the station!
I love that image!
Beautiful writing, Caroline. What a lovely thing to do, to go back and remember this place of memories together.
Very evocative. Thank you.
Thanks, Andrew!
Beautifully evocative, Caroline. I read it twice. I felt I was there with Simon, exploring his childhood home.
Thank you, Debbie. Writing it, I felt a sense of nostalgia for a place I didn't know!
Splendid, especially the "non-negotiable" height of the trees and the word "hibernaculum". Re-visiting old homes is a perilous business.
It is a risky endeavour indeed. We were lucky that the place was mostly unchanged, and looked so beautiful on a summer's day.
I must admit that the word hibernaculum was new to me to when I researched the piece. I must try to embed it in my vocabulary by slipping it into a few conversations soon...
I wonder if animals revisit old homes? Do creatures have a sense of nostalgia or the uncanny?