Wed 29th Oct 2003

7:53 in the morning and I've just got to my first square. I'm standing outside the underpass which is a subway that leads between the Hill Lane side of the Common under The Avenue to the Highfield side. It's practically deserted. There's a huge flock of seagulls, um, some crows it looks like over there, jackdaws maybe. The road is really busy but, um, the Common isn't. So I'm going to go for a little ramble.

There's this beautiful carpet of orange leaves under foot. All glistening and shiny.

[sounds of traffic]

Found a letter addressed to no one. Jiffy bag, white label on it and it's been franked. There's no address.

Whole sections of my square are completely unreachable because of thick brambles, or nettles or just buddleia. It's just covering it.

I just took a little path off Highfield which led me almost to The Avenue. Still very dense woodland.

It's 8:22am and I'm sat on the Highfield side of the Common. Um, it's still raining. I'm now going to describe everyone that passes me for the next half an hour.

Click Here to find out who passed me.

Man with a waxed jacket and a flat cap:
He likes to walk his dog on the Common. He also finds it's a good way to get exercise. He comes here 3 or 4 times a week and follows the same sort of route. He's been doing this for 16 or 17 years and has lived in the area all his life. He remembers playing cricket when he was a youngster with his aunts and uncles. He's always found it a pleasant and relaxing place.

The Bench Without A View:
I am sitting on a bench. A bench without a view. Brambles and gorse are up ahead of me. I have a very narrow view of the footpath up ahead of me and a lamppost. And that's it, that's all I can see.

Click Here to see The Bench Without A View.

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