Back in the nineties I lived in Meadowbank and there was a community event organised to mark the demolition of the old factories at Rhodes. The right to press the demolition button was auctioned off to the highest bidder. We all stood on the river bank and watched as the chimney stack imploded. This was the first stage in clearing the area for the Olympics. Rhodes has changed so much in the last twenty years. It’s unrecognisable compared to what it was. When I’m on the train going through Rhodes I think about what it used to look like. It’s pretty flash now and I like IKEA as much as the next person.
Musty concrete, peat, coal, red rattler trains.