Twist 6: King’s Cross Station, London

Self is in London again.  She was here just a month ago, watching Titus Andronicus at the Globe and having leisurely lunches in Russell Square.  Now she’s on her way to Oxford, for the Saboteur Awards.  It’s great because she’ll see Jenny Lewis again, whose collection, Taking Mesopotamia, self just adores.

From a giant video screen in King’s Cross, earlier in the evening, self learned that Maya Angelou had passed away.  She was 86.

Mourn, mourn, mourn.

She took these pictures of the King’s Cross ceiling.  It’s pretty fabulous.  And meshes beautifully with this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge, TWIST.  But, seriously, the whole city of London is pretty fabulous.  Though she has yet to take a really good picture of the London Eye:

King's Cross Station in London:  Fabulous

King’s Cross Station in London: Fabulous

DSCN5524 DSCN5525Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

 

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