Traffic Jams.....

Had a good trip this morning to the brickworks in Kingsbury, light traffic and got there bang on time, but the trip home was a nightmare, 30 miles in almost two hours.

The trip was worth it though I learned a lot about the plant and they do turn our nice products, I will be there tomorrow before leaving for the Southeast tomorrow.

Not a lot else happened.

The Pylons make me think of This Poem By Spender

Pylons

The secret of these hills was stone, and cottages
Of that stone made,
And crumbling roads
That turned on sudden hidden villages

Now over these small hills, they have built the concrete
That trails black wire
Pylons, those pillars
Bare like nude giant girls that have no secret.

The valley with its gilt and evening look
And the green chestnut
Of customary root,
Are mocked dry like the parched bed of a brook.

But far above and far as sight endures
Like whips of anger
With lightning's danger
There runs the quick perspective of the future.

This dwarfs our emerald country by its trek
So tall with prophecy
Dreaming of cities
Where often clouds shall lean their swan-white neck.