Little boats

To work feeling rather tired. Looking at poems on the train up for a wee bit, then reading The Driver's Seat, by Muriel Spark. I like Muriel Spark a lot, but this is a strange and dark little book.

Work good, as I was briefed on some work, and simply got on with it. Ate my tupperware of little wraps my lovely made me at lunch, then took myself out for a bit of a walk. To nearby Paddington Basin. A new area, with lots of modern buildings built around the end of the canal, with a floating garden with planters and artificial grass. The place has dozens of little boats floating in it, looking like paper boats. Sometimes their reflections make them look like stars.

Worked. Then home. Unusually tired today.

Below some snaps of the wee boats at Paddington Basin.




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