1pm, lunch adventure time!
Past taxi ranks, bike shops, the monstrous arches of the railway viaduct.
Here, screeching traffic, seagulls, youngsters skipping school. There, green, hills, peace.
Through backstreets, mothers pushing prams, builders at work. Monday life at 13:20.
Birdsong replacing roaring traffic – emerging into greenery. Above – Kent’s wildest, below – Man’s urban jungle.
Return via the harbour, fresh fish, chip shops, fishing boats.
Back at desk, alive.
The Angry Nomad 