Where I Work

The astute amongst you may have noticed a new link over on the right... yes, Dad; another one for you. :)
set your alarm for about 5.45am... you have to be at work at 8.00am, and the journey's about an hour, and it's so cold you want to make sure you have time for porridge before you leave, and then there's the hair-wrangling... set? ok then... once you're out of the house, skirt London Fields (or cut through that little south-west corner in the semi-dark and look at the
frost lining all the fallen leaves) and make your way out to the bus stop on Mare Street. Jump on the 106 or the 254 or the D6 and stand in the aisle for about ten minutes as you lurch your way down to Bethnal Green tube station. Jump out, pass the cool guy in his woollen beanie and thick coat selling coffee from a portable stand at the top of the stairs, and sweep down with the clopping masses... grab your copy of Metro from the stand as you pass (if you're practised you'll be able to do it without stopping), swipe your Oyster Card (you're probably past giving superior and slightly patronising looks to the poor saps standing in the ticket line), and go down the escalator (stand on the right, walk on the left, as all good Londoners both know and, surprisingly, do).
comes through, but it may well be enough time for Train Man (is there one in every city?) to approach you and ask - gabble, really - 'next train coming soon? two minutes?'

down Green Street, past Queen's Market, just setting up (it will be in full swing when you come back through this afternoon), and the last few shops; after a few minutes it will be mixed shops and residential, all old terraces. Except, of course, the massive exception to this rule - the West Ham Football Stadium, absolutely huge, coming up on the left.
shop or off-license, and even though the houses are all the same at first glance, there is still a subtle beauty in that.


Just as you crest the hill before the school, where Boundary Road has turned into Boundary Lane (for those following progress on the map, you will have just had to click the green arrow bottom centre) you'll pass the Greenway, a cycle and walking path which starts in Stratford (I think) and finishes I know not where; those two frosty photos I included in a previous post were of the Greenway.
And then you're there. It's a pretty standard comprehensive I guess; not much greenery (though there's more than can be seen in those photos; there are
a couple of internal courtyards, including the Reading Garden, which are really quite pleasant), reasonably modern but not particularly attractive architecture, etc.
Anyway, that's it; you're there now; I recommend you have a coffee before starting the day, as you're probably up for more than five hours of teaching and general crowd control, the first four of those hours with pretty much no break at all... but let's gloss over
all that, shall we, and you can meet me at the gate after the school day's ended? because then we could retrace our steps, going back up Green Street and past Queen's Market and Upton Park tube, and into the bustling and busy part of Green Street; we could look at cheap shoes, or saris, or any number of pound shops and bargain bazaars, or Middle Eastern sweet shops,
or go into Zam Zam International, as I did today, and find a lovely wrap in beautiful muted browns and blues, for only £8, and end up spending twenty minutes talking to Farhana and Ruksana, sales assistants in Zam Zam, recently arrived from Bangladesh, and just lovely; friendly, funny, interesting, vivacious. Ruksana may well be the first woman you speak to who is wearing a burkha; don't let it put you off ;)






8 comments:
Bobby Moore, Geoff Hurst, Martin Peters and Ray Wilson - "whoever they are". (Geoff Hurst merely scored 3 goals in England's 4-2 win over West Germany in extra time in the 1966 world cup final.)
woo hoo!!
thank you :D
who are you? :p
Wait, wait, wait, there's another, more important, point that we need to go back to... it's possible to get "past giving superior and slightly patronising looks to the poor saps" of whatever stripe? I've never been able to manage that, myself. Can you help me out there?
Oh, and usual bang-up job, by the way. Your prose gets better and better and better. :D
....in regard to "anonymous" think of a map loving, computer nerdish old codger who once seeing a photo must look up the information and you will have the general picture.....
You make an every day event sound like an adventure! Very enticing as regards to the colouful shops! My trips to school are not so interesting - the adventures usually start AFTER I arrive!!
oh, so it was Alan? :p ;)
Wow.
This was the best entry. Seriously.
i seem to remember someone juggling 'carnet' tickets while the rest of us non-judgmentally relied on our oysters
heeeeeeeyyyy!! unfair :p
that was before capping was introduced to Oyster, AND before I could put my weekly travelcard on it, so Oyster could work out snifficantly more expensive :p
anyway, I've seen the light now ;)
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