Good sky coming west out of Waterloo yesterday afternoon. No photo, but scribbled it down in oils this morning. Bad day for photography - All Saints, Margaret Street is the only half-decent one. Nairn again:
" Here is the force of Wuthering Heights translated into dusky red and black bricks, put down in a mundane Marylebone street to rivet you, pluck you into the courtyard with its harsh welcoming wings and quivering steeple."
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