“That leaf tries very hard to turn over
in very little wind. It lifts a corner
and settles on the ground exhausted, lifts
itself half over but, as the wind shifts,
falls face down eating mud. It hikes half up
in an attitude of prayer, then gives up.
the old gardener's hut
The summertide is turning with one final effort to muster some seasonal warmth after the dull, damp squib of the past months. The forecast spells wind, rain and early frosts, with no ‘St Luke’s summer’ on the horizon.
But for now at least the sky is as blue as the painted gable of the old gardener’s hut in Gordon Square. Renovated as the Garden Kiosk, returning students and passers-by issue a late flurry of demand for ice cream and cold drinks. Read More…»
All Bloomsbury’s squares offer a shady, breathing space for people to escape the congestion of Central London yet each has is own defining characteristics. Without the cafe hub-bub or bubbling fountain centrepiece of neighbouring Russell Square, Tavistock emits quietude and thoughtful repose.