Earlier this year, Sunny and I went to St. Paul's to see the steps from Mary Poppins where the little old woman would come to feed the birds (see the original post here). Instead we found the Occupy London movement at the beginning of what turned into a more than four month stay.
This was unexpected, but I promised to come back and take a picture of the steps soon. 'Soon' turned into several months as the occupiers were first turned out of Paternoster Square and then evicted from the space around St. Paul's itself. Returning at the end of January, I found this unexpectedly desolate scene of cattle gates and private security guards filling the square as the protesters' area was restricted more and more.
When my friends Mary and Sebastian came to London two weeks ago, St. Paul's was obviously on the list of sights. We arrived and found the space totally returned to normal, as though no protesters had ever been there. Sunny finally got his picture.
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| Sunny and a little old bird woman at St. Paul's. Wasn't she nice to pose for us? |
I have loads more visitors coming in the next month, beginning with my family. Anyone I've met here can probably tell you how much I love London (because I talk about it all the time), and when people ask me what food or 'stuff' from home I miss, I'm hard-pressed to answer. However, I can unequivocally say that there are a lot of important people that I miss and I'm really excited that a few of them are visiting over the coming weeks.
In the mean time, however, I'm going to be very boring and won't be having many adventures. This week I'll be in the library and then shut in my room writing a paper on trauma theory and how it's exhibited in some of Toni Morrison's works (that nifty Shelfari widget at the right of the screen always tells what I'm currently reading if you're interested).
So if you're looking for me, that's where I am - seated in front of a window, staring wistfully out at the lovely Londony springtime.
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