“It could just be dehydration talking but I can feel the city. Can you feel the city?”
We’ve paused to cross Bristol Street. Neil looks at me: is that concern, or pity?
“Like circles. It’s all circles. Spinning. Like we’re making a circle, but so is the city, and the Earth, they’re moving too. It’s a connection.”
The Green Man is alight. We’re off. I stop talking, thank goodness. I sound stoned.
Earlier I told Jon Bounds what Neil and I were going to do this lunchtime. Which way should we run?
“It’s Autumn. Always go anti-clockwise in Autumn.” But it feels like summer. “The Met Office say Autumn starts in September.”
So we did it. I’m not sure what we did, but I think it might have been magic.
