Hi Jon
My mind is an unholy union of a colander and a sieve at the moment. And the only stuff that sticks around is dark matter. So I’m grateful for the reminder. And your consideration, of course.
It’s an interesting cherrypicking of imagery - especially the moments of emptiness around the communal pump, and the black unknowns of the dim-lit windows. A brutal existence. I don’t think you could call it living. We have so much now, and want even more. Will we ever be content?
I had to turn the sound off: there’s something about music overlays that get to me as I advance in years (and retreat in tolerance, it seems).
Thanks again
Cheers
Jan
It appears we have a lot in common, Jan, especially in the memory retention department
I too watched with the sound down (something I do when watching vids of layouts, as I prefer the clickety-clack of wheels on rails which I find rather soothing
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The depiction of the former East End slums - coupled with the odd unsavoury note of vermin infestations - saddened me somewhat, although as I later suggested to my wife, I bet members of these communities would never have known loneliness.
As always, pros and cons with everything, I guess.
Glad, once again, you enjoyed it.
Jon