London is huge. It’s like a country unto itself, mini-cities within a city. Every corner has it’s own story. Like a never ending jewellery box to explore. Tiny pieces of beauty, telling a story.
On my first day, Peter Pan leapt out as I rounded a corner, transforming an otherwise ordinary building into a trip to Neverland.
The next day, on Oxford Street, this happened:
You never know what you are going to get. The first couple of weeks I was staying in Pimlico. The walk home from Tottenham Court Road had some nice treasures.
I’m now in Borough, and can walk home in 40 minutes, across the Thames.
Spring is here, with daffodils, and spring blossoms everywhere.
Last night, I had a drink at the Royal Festival Hall – just a 15 minute walk from home. The sun was out, a beautiful Spring evening, with joy everywhere…
A whole fresh weekend ahead. More treasures to find, and joy to be had. As it said over a pub door, my first night in London:
It is so easy to forget how much beauty there is in the world.
Sabadell, placa de Sant Roc : 6pm, 19th May 2012
The first time I saw this, it brought me to tears. I wondered – why? What is it about this, that is so incredibly moving, so powerful, that it cuts through – to touch you? Is it the music? Yes, the music is beautiful. But it is not just that. Is it the surprise? Yes, the spontaneity and surprise makes it feel somehow surreal, dreamlike. But it is more than this.
These musicians did not just create beautiful music. They tapped passers by on the shoulder and said ‘stop a moment – I have something to give you.’ And then they each gave a most beautiful part of themselves.
As you see one more person drawn in, one more person notice, one more person moved – you can see the amazement and wonder on their faces, that this beautiful gift – is being given to them. Then you feel the joy building. Among the musicians, among the people watching – within yourself.
The musician’s simple gift is multiplied – exploding in pure joy.
The power of kindness.
Just when you think the world has become plastic, packaged, when everything around you seems fake and tacky, something comes along that is so new, so fresh and so full of honest, raw beauty – you can’t help but fall, amazed, in awe.
Life is beautiful. Don’t forget it.