Tucked away in a corner of this morning's paper, it took me a while to place the charred, matchstick box remains of
Namdaemun Gate. It was and is the symbol of the city, just about the only thing left standing after the three year to-and-fro with North Korea. Looking at it now's like seeing St Paul's Cathedral ground into dust, or Grey's Monument split up like a sausage: six hundred years of history wrecked for the sake of a few thousand pounds.
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