London in Motion

The 2 K's

rough-housing? photo-bombing? cousins at play

London is a city perpetually in motion. It’s a never-ending series of stories playing out simultaneously, but also a rich source of triggers for anyone recovering from anything! In an earlier post, I talked about how I couldn’t hear an ambulance without bursting into tears after my daughter was born. Well, yesterday, I discovered I may be over ambulances, but seeing a Children’s Acute Transport with its special blue lights will still set me off. Of all the places to have this epiphany, crossing a busy road at rush hour with my daughter was really NOT ideal! If Pavlov’s dog had a face, it would probably be mine. However, all’s well with the world today, and it got me thinking about the funny things that annoy Londoners in motion. These are usually Tube-based, central London anecdotes.

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Here are my favourites:

Architecture & Monochrome

Completely off topic, did you know there are a billion quick tutorials on YouTube to help edit your WP dashboard to make it more personal & user-friendly? Amazing!

And now for another shot of Harpa Concert Hall, possibly my second-favourite building after anything Gaudi-designed.

Harpa, Reykjavik, Iceland

I didn’t notice the reflection of the windows behind me on the glass in front of me. Eagle-eyed daughter to the rescue! I tweaked the contrast to hide the cables holding the birds.

I’m stretching the topic and calling the next shot Natural Architecture….mmmmmph!

Trees

My dancing trees, now in B&W

All this B&W photography is making me feel very arty-farty indeed! Heaven help us if I ever get a real camera.

Pops of Colour

Red Shoes

AM I STEPPING OFF A CLIFF, ONE KICKY RED PATENT PUMP AT A TIME?

I had a pretty bad setback on Saturday night (Sunday morning?) with a traumatic memory, but I got a handle on it yesterday afternoon and it fuelled my piece for Stigma Fighters last night. I will not share it here as it could be a graphic trigger for someone else, but writing it out eviscerated its power over me. Writing my bio for the piece led me to wonder if what I ‘know’ about my personality, such as the traits I think of as defining, or fixed, are really not, but just reactions and defence mechanisms from embedded memories and traumas?

Thinking about it today hasn’t triggered the same flood of tears, but I’m still feeling hollow. From experience, this will pass in a day or two. I’m celebrating the small wins & realisations that seem to come at me every day. I’m practising new habits, not sweating the small stuff, and generally trying to focus on the good. Eating macarons helps, too!

Raspberry Macaron

Searching for the mystery light

Song for today: Ace of Base – The Sign 

There was no plan to complete a photo assignment this weekend – I have four hours on Saturdays to hang out in indie cafes, to drink proper flat whites, to catch up with husband, and then read, research and plan for the week ahead. There was no time to chase the sun. However, when this photo opportunity came up while running errands, I couldn’t resist.

Westfield

Giant Easter egg or alien spaceship? Used my front-facing camera on the smartphone for this one.

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Stardust? Lightstorm? Used my rear camera for this one, without changing position.

The lights are inside a large shopping mall – the first photo is of the OTT chandelier in the luxury brand section. The second shot is the floor reflecting the same lights.

Mystery & Light

Sarah McLachlan’s song, Building a Mystery, has been playing in my head all day. I forgot how much I ❤ her, so I am glad that this assignment triggered that memory. It’s nice to have a positive trigger, for a change. I’ve been working through some incredibly negative triggers recently, so it’s good to have a happy memory brought to the surface.

Mystery

Ribbons of pasta? Ruffled fondant icing? Tear in space?

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Oh, sun, how I love you, but why you so cruel?

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Floating wall?

Warmth & Light

Beetroot juice

The dregs of my beetroot juice, backlit in this morning’s sunshine

Þjóðminjasafnið, Reykjavík, Iceland

Window at Þjóðminjasafnið, Reykjavík, Iceland – it was a very grey day, so I was surprised to see how warm the colours glowed! It’s true what they say about the light in Iceland.

Strawberry laces

Quick snooze on the Embankment, in the first of the spring sunshine. Yes, that’s a strawberry lace hanging out her mouth.

Big & Point of View

I was temporarily stumped this morning until I trawled through the phone, and found three photos to share for today’s topic. Enjoy!

Harpa Concert Hall, Reykjavik, Iceland

I had to lie on the floor to get this shot of the inside of the Harpa Concert Hall in Iceland. The handblown glass seagulls were an added bonus!

London, UK

The London Eye or a giant bicycle wheel? It’s fun playing tourist on the wrong side of the river!

South London, UK

The Shard, soon to be joined by Baby & Mini Shards

Connect

Tricky topic for me today…

Low: I keep mulling over the fact that my London BFF is moving back to Paris in a few months. She has been my lifeline here, our children are friends and I would just like to say that the expat life sometimes SUCKS big time! There’s going to be a big DISconnect in my life in a few months.

High: I’ve done lots of fun Twittering today, I ❤ Mondays because there are a zillion #MondayBlogs to discover. If you’re on Twitter, say Hello – I’m @petalandmortar 

And here is my photo for today:

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Layers of love