Can you hear Big Ben where you are?
Posted in Thoughts, Work on July 3, 2008 by Bee CeeI have spent 2 days in London this week. I was not looking forward to going, but I had a workshop on Tuesday and my half year review on Wednesday, so I had to drag my sorry arse down to the big city.
It was strange to have to get ‘dressed’ for work. I work from home so my usual get up is baggy jeans and a sloppy top. I soon felt back in the swing of it as I stood on the platform, shoulders back and ready to face the world (and my boss!).
I decided to stay overnight on Tuesday to save the travelling (it’s about 115 miles one way). It also meant Mr Big Time Charlie could stay with me too. He commutes to London everyday and I honestly don’t know how he does it, so it was nice for me to be able to get a hotel room walking distance from his office.
After checking into the hotel we ventured out. We went to our favourite pub for an early bite to eat and then made our way back to the hotel to share a bottle of rose wine.
Our room was on the 13th floor and we had a view of the London skyline. London is quite a special place to us. We spent a lot of time there in the early years as Mr BTC lived in E.ssex and I lived where we do now so London was the place we met up when we were able to spend time together.
We opened the wine and sat on the sofa watching the sun set over the city. We had one I.pod earphone each and I put some music on. The bright orange ball sinking behind the tower made me wish I had my camera with me. We watched the red buses, black cabs and jumbo jets busily taking people in and out of the city as the sound of one of our memorable songs came on.
“London
Can you believe it’s so many years since
London
Hitching a ride and carrying knapsacks
London
In the park by the Thames drinking tea
London
sitting in pubs and living in walk-ups
London
Learnin’ the accent learnin’ to love you
London
We were young we were sure
We were… free”
My mind wandered to family and friends and life in general. ‘I’ll be seeing you’ came on, and I thought, yeah one day, I will, it’s a promise.
The sound of ‘Lucky one’ played in our ears, we looked at each other, smiled and just for that moment in the capital city on a sticky hot July evening, I thought that I was the lucky one.




