I arrived at Wythall station south of Birmingham, having made an absurd journey since leaving home a week ago – like Geoff Mack’s ‘I’ve been everywhere’ a work trip had taken me to Gatwick, Reading, Sarasota, Orlando, Boston, Heathrow, Birmingham and now here. Feeling dazed and muted I wander back to the end point of [...]
Posts Tagged ‘wythall’
Do Not Cross the Line: Wythall to the Lakes
Posted in Accounts of the walk, tagged birmingham, lakes, wythall on November 23, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Midland Heart Sutra: Frankley Services to Wythall
Posted in Accounts of the walk, tagged m5, peacock, wythall on October 28, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Spending time in a motorway service station, early on the morning of a clocks-back timeshift, without a car to return to or an urgent need to go anywhere, is a slightly disorientating, almost hallucinatory experience.
In the cafe, a face large than any human face has any right to be; in racks, oversized soft toys with [...]