Notes from the Island

The Island welcomes everybody. Every day many visit and thousands pass close by, though few notice it. It is a place of brief encounters, of buried secrets, of moments glimpsed in rear-view mirrors. A brief pause on a journey. The Island has no border controls, no prisons, no buying and selling. Is it a utopia? Perhaps it could be, a sanctuary of non-interference amidst the surveillance cameras. The Island, London SE14 - much more than just a traffic island on the A2, New Cross Road.

Saturday, May 03, 2008


On the island there are three cages which cover the entrances to the long-closed toilets. For some reason, the urban debris that accumulates inside them always seems to include drinking vessels.

Today these included the following tins: Stella (2), Skol Super, Tennent's super, Diet coke, Tizer, Coca Cola, Dr Pepper (2), Red Bull and Fosters. Bottles included Strathmore still water, Oasis summer fruits, Evian and Guiness and there were two Ribena cartons.

Perhaps these are all liquid offerings to the spirits of this crossroads.


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