An interregnum

In the city today – Left: Seeds from the tree of heaven, a gift to the Borough of Southwark by socialist mayor Ada Salter in the early 20th century, part of her mission to beautify lives of poor people in the docklands. Right: The concourse of Canary Wharf rail interchange This used to be a dock, clipper ships and all. These days, an absurdly towering glass financial district, could be anywhere within the globalised reach of capital. More or less anywhere, then?

Life is of course taking its course, and the scheme for expanding my ‘melancholy territory’ exploration (May 17th, June 1st, June 11th, June 18th) is on the back burner. An interregnum. ‘Four horsemen’ are riding: familiars. Let them occupy this blog space today then.