Left Wymondham (it’s wonderful abbey in extras) on a packed train in a carriage with not one but two party groups of women celebrating big birthdays and whisking the birthday girls off to some secret celebration with 10%vol cocktails at 10am. Wish I’d had ear defenders. I plugged into a podcast (ironically on reality shifting … more Sideways … thank you for the heads up, Grace x) and gazed out at that deeply evocative heathland landscape of Thetford, so redolent of its Neolithic past, and thought about all that history in the wake of the train tracks. Leaving behind the birthplace of Kett’s Rebellion, and Julian of Norwich, Marjery Kempe and the Pastons, having so recently being looking at all their works and the literal ‘illuminations’ of their writings and the individual ‘seeings’ of all the women of those times … https://www.blipfoto.com/entry/3331435717803901712 

I hit the ground to modern rebellions in town. This was the ‘Stand up to Racism’ end of the counter-protest to the ‘Support Tommy Robinson’ demonstration and the police block at Trafalgar Square where, at the other side, there was the remarkable performance in the extra taking place.

A quick flypast a packed NPG (but not as packed as the NG) … self portrait of Lucian Freud, portraits of Seamus Heaney and Vandyke of Coleridge … none of Wordsworth (in Australia apparently) and then up to Euston and a busy but smooth train home.