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2PN & 3BE
Mum says the heliport has been there for as long as she can remember, even when the surrounding area was nothing but dumps and debris. We stayed and watched a helicopter take off. The heliport was the only area we visited where mum didn’t tell me any stories from her childhood; maybe because we were waiting for the helicopter to take off, or maybe because she was thinking about her friend, Mickey. It didn’t feel right to ask, honestly. “that there, these flats behind you, was a labour club, and they owned it… there used to be labour clubs everywhere, we all used to just drink in labour clubs– it was the working man’s club. There’s another one down [the road] there that hasn’t closed….” - interview with mum. We parked up here, at an intersection of 3 roads, and wandered off in each direction one after the other. This area was interesting; every location mum spoke about was no longer there, apart from one labour club. Everything had been demolished, gentrified, turned into apartments that look like they’re one strong wind away from falling into the river. Many considered Battersea Park to be the most impersonal, but I disagree: the riverside takes that title.


 
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