It began just before dusk with the sound of cracking concrete behind Walthamstow marsh. The horses in the Lee Riding Centre whinnied in panic. A kestrel wheeled away from its hunt and shot across the skyline to the Essex filter beds. Two men behind the reservoir hurried out from under cover, hurriedly pulling up...
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The Rabbit Hole is at the north corner of Walthamstow marsh, where the reservoirs and railway lines converge at a five foot bridge. The entrance is a dark letterbox which threatens to collapse with the weight of the world above it. But for those unable to...
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Soundchronicities are those moments where the music you are listening to fuses with your environment, creating powerful impressions. For my latest experiment I listened to TVO’s Red Night while walking a ciruit around Hackney Marsh, from the Old River Lea to the Lea Bridge Road....
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“There is a hole in London, which swallows up the city’s time….” I’m hugely nervous and excited to announce that on Saturday 20th October I’ll be performing A Dream Life of Hackney Marshes at The Union Chapel, Islington with the 6-piece experimental contemporary music...
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The Thames cuts a lonely swathe through maps of contemporary London. Looked at from above, she’s one of the last visible reminders of a landscape lost beneath sediments of concrete and steel. She trails sadly through the megalopolis like a party ribbon hanging from...
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In Trekkers:Edgeland Renegades from London’s Lie-Dream I wrote about the people who ran away to Hackney marshes and Epping Forest to escape the Blitz bombing. In doing so, they were banished from the history of the war. But if you look closely, trekkers still...
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