This evening, I was with TAC for a talk on Arab & Islamic Roots of Europe's Architecture, at St. Mary Magdalene Church. Or Grand Junction Arts Centre, as it's also known. The weather promised rain - it didn't look like it, but sure enough, when I got out it was drizzling. And as I waited for the bus in the cold and damp, I bemoaned the fact that O' Neill's has changed their menu - if they hadn't dropped the chicken katsu, I'd definitely have been eating there, instead of standing outside and shivering..
After that bus, I could walk for a quarter of an hour - but this was hardly the weather for it, so I waited for another bus. And while I did, I was entertained by yet another loud-mouthed Irish bus passenger! This one was sat at the stop, regaling someone about Christ. Oh, I don't know when I last heard such an extended sermon, especially as the first bus was full and I had to wait for the next.. I didn't get a good look at him, so I'm not sure whether he got on the bus when it came, but I must say, if he did, he seemed to have said his piece - there was no sermonising from then on.
I'd identified a gastropub - The Waterway - near the venue - right across the canal, in fact (this is Little Venice, it's packed with canals). Got a table without trouble - I chose to sit inside, frozen as I was after my journey! I was glad to see the nearby bridge, and the spire on the other side of the canal - I was only a hop, skip and jump from where I needed to be! and speed was of the essence, as with the delay with the buses, it was now within an hour of the start. Outside, mind you, was popular with people with pooches:
I ended up choosing the garlic roasted half chicken, which comes with chips. And a large glass of sauvignon blanc - they actually have carafes too, but that'd be the equivalent of two glasses, and since it was exactly twice the price, there was no saving. And since I was in a hurry, less was more.. I have to say, service was swift. However, I also have to say, the chicken was obviously on a diet.. I could have done with more. The chips were lovely, the chicken not bad - but it occurred to me that I'd have gotten more food, and tastier, at Nando's. Plus loyalty points. I shall remember that in future.. Predictably, they were invisible when it came time to pay. I could probably have legged it - instead, I put on my coat and stood by the till until someone noticed I existed. Happily, when he did finally give me the bill, it came with a couple of chocolates..
And so to the church / arts centre. There's a canalside, cafe entrance, but it looked kind of deserted, so I headed for the other side. Where I came across someone with a checklist, who directed me upstairs, to the main body of the church. Where they had drinks! Lovely - I had another wine. Cheaper. And chose a seat near the front - seating was open.
It's a lovely old building - and, as we were to discover, the perfect setting for this talk, one of the Islamic influences she was talking about being the Gothic style of architecture, and in particular, the pointed arch! She was promoting her book - Stealing from the Saracens - and pointed out that this was the word that Europeans used for Muslims up to the the 17th Century. And funnily enough, it actually derives from an Arabic word meaning "to steal"..
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