2 August 2010

I had a whistful moment the other evening. I was watching a film, I can't remember the title, and it doesn't matter.

The two main characters were roaming around, Los Angeles I think, but it reminded me of the South Bank, and how I used to enjoy walking there, in fact I enjoyed walking around London in general. Or any city come to that. An especially pleasant evening in Madrid, or in Paris. All places where I have loved walking aimlessly.

And I realised, how lucky I was to have been able to do it, for the opportunity to wander, freely, soaking up the atmosphere.

Lucky because, of course, I can't do it any more. In fact it's the first thing that I truly miss.