at Brockwood

the sun is shining here in West Meon . . . the K Centre is wifi free and I have walked here along a quiet lane . . .
the journey yesterday was perfect . . . 20 minutes late into Kings Cross, which cut my time across London to Waterloo from a comfortable 56 minutes to a risky 36 . . .briskly walking through the rain, a fitting pace for the manic metropolis . . . on Kingsway a 68 bus in a hurry and I knew it was going to Waterloo since I drove that route some decades ago . . . 10 minutes to spare for the Winchester train . . . a short walk to the Petersfield bus . . . a double decker on a rural route at 3pm can only mean one thing . . . or about 40 in this case, at Alresford . . . noisy but civilised . . . at the K Centre by 4.15 . . . simple, beautiful building in lovely grounds, in a corner of Hampshire strangely underpopulated, due to a savage experience in the Dark Ages with the Plague and subsequent reforming as large estates . . . which led me to consider the merit of perspective and how something so terrible becomes something so tranquil given time . . .