Wanstead Flats ...

We kept to the well lit road, skirting the dark expanse of Wanstead Flats - 

Earlier, crossing this green edgeland, we'd seen men in camo trousers, sitting cross legged on the grass, gulping Zeltas - the sun was low in the sky - 

Latvian builders Sophie had said - 

Now it was almost midnight - 

Large Victorian villas faced the darkness - fan lights glowed with homely light - our shadows were thin black creatures moving behind us - 

I looked out over the Flats - I could see the glass towers of Canary Wharf, shining like wicked jewels - 

11.30

Sunday 12 April 2015

Aldersbrook Road

London E12