There's another aspect which only became startlingly clear right at the end of the project. This charming "piazza" where Claphamites (not Sodomites or Catamites, you understand) can stroll around showing off their very expensive designer gear and haircuts to each other.
We are single and we will damn well stay single: Clapham Old Town's new public space boasts seating arrangements are great for the aggressively anti-social: don't invade my space, OK yah? |
But if it's wonderful for good old-fashioned Clapham yuppy posturing, it's definitely not meant to encourage socialising.
Look at the seats the council has so thoughtfully provided for our rather onanistic population.
Yes, they are all one-seater affairs, placed at weird angles to each other. As though wanting to stop people reading newspapers over your shoulder or whatever.
Just far apart enough to make conversation difficult.
You see, if you want to socialise in SW4 you are meant to go to one of the designated places - a bar or restaurant or "patisserie" or "brasserie" or whatever - and pay through the nose for it.
Of course, there's the Common for the Common folk, like me.
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