Author Archives: Andrew Jackson

terry meets julie

I’m the only person here on Waterloo Bridge at this hour. A band of rain has just passed through and the city seems fresh and renewed, as if the sins of the night have been washed away. A stiff breeze … Continue reading

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global village

It must be chucking-out time at the Fridge. There’s a sudden spill of exuberance out onto the pavement. Two early-risers waiting for a bus look on blankly as a happy raggle-taggle of black youths disperses down Brixton Hill. It’s 4.48 … Continue reading

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meantime

I’m waiting for the sun, here on the Royal Steps. They’re slippery and fringed with weed. Behind me stands the Royal Naval College, its twin domes overlooking a grassy quadrangle. A pair of ornamental gates front on to the river … Continue reading

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fish on friday

The Billingsgate clock that hangs above the central aisle says it’s 4.40. Or because it’s an old-fashioned clock perhaps it should say twenty to five. A white round face with black roman numerals is repeated on four sides of a … Continue reading

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popping out to the bank

Today I’m walking towards the rising sun. After daybreak, I’ll keep going. I’m crossing the city from where I live in Chiswick, heading east. The hour before 5.00 always seems to possess its own special magic. Everyone’s asleep in their … Continue reading

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dawnwatch

Hyde Park opens at 5.00 but the padlocks are already off and I’m through the gate at 4.40 this morning. There’s a chill in the air today. What was a clear sky looks to be clouding over. I cross the … Continue reading

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wood and clay will wash away

I make it to London Bridge just in time. Sunrise today is at 4.46, creeping earlier still. I was away last week so I haven’t been out for a few days and the change is noticeable. The sky is perfectly … Continue reading

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like piccadilly circus

So I’m hoping to sit on the steps beneath Eros and experience a rare treat. I want to be able to say that I am the only person in Piccadilly Circus this morning. Approaching up Piccadilly itself, I’m beginning to … Continue reading

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the fool on the hill

I’m climbing the path up Parliament Hill. I haven’t been here for years. The sky is mostly clear and a cool breeze tugs at my shirt. The shape of a pale half moon makes a perfect inverted D. It is … Continue reading

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down my way

I’m out of my front door by 4.35. There are chaffinches trilling in the bushes to greet the coming dawn. Down the empty street, the porch lights flare. The sky is clouded and grey. I guess today’s sunrise will be … Continue reading

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