Walking: a list

Through the Camden Market foodsmoke, past the East European accordion player under the damp bridge,and the sinister dark grey visiting barges.
London Zoo, and the monkeys'chatter.
Pedestrians and cyclists arguing about whether cycling is allowed.
Snatches of converstion from people moving at a different pace to me. Elderly people resting on benches in the sun.
Weeping willows, tree of trees, dipping their dreadlocks into the canal.
Gentle puffing and lapping as houseboats glide past, silent as cats, leaving chopping water in their wake.

Just me and the sun and childrens' shouts in the distance.

A cough. Hyper-real sound.

A man cycling in a top hat.
The lovely smell of green in the city.