the old days

emergency assembly area

VUT at St Albans has a gum tree plus portables feel that reminds

me of the 1970s, only the buildings aren’t as brown as they were then.

There’s no doubt as to what country you’re in, even if the maps and

building signs seem so generic. In the middle of a field with a

horseshoe-like hill around it, there’s a lonely sign proclaiming it to

be an emergency assembly area. It feels like you’re on the edge of

things here – suburbia’s extended its reach past this place now, though

there’s still plenty of dead space around.