19 March 2012


Chris and I went to Barbican when I was in London last weekend. It's a strange place, a city in the city. Brutalist architecture, tall mean-looking buildings, dark and intrusive. Although it's actually plain ugly, there's something very fascinating about this place that was built in the 60s in an area heavily bombed during WWII. Apart from residential buildings, the estate also holds a girls' school, an art centre and a café - we spent good time in the latter indulging in lavish cakes and coffee while looking out on the scenery. And of course talking.
 Loved the décor.
There was also a little lake with a staircase making me think of some kind of DDR swimming-fun-land...

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