So if we feel like the Primrose Hill Cottage in the near future, sitting in one of the most wonderful cities in the world without being able to fully enjoy it. Let’s look out the window and think about the community we have just started to appreciate so much; that community that just became a little closer by sharing the experiences and emotions you are feeling as well.
BT Tower, Fitzrovia
There is a London landmark I used to take for granted. However, seeing it as I do now every day while I work from my living room, I have come to develop a very personal relationship with it. A prominent beacon in the middle of London, the BT Tower rises above the rooftops of Fitzrovia sending its multicoloured LED messages across the city. The most powerful message it sends right now, however, is a much subtler one. To me, it brightens the view saying: “this, too, shall pass”.
The BT Tower has had several names and multiple uses in the past. As corporations rose and fell, the 189-meter high structure went from its original General Post office “GPO Tower” christening when it was completed in 1964 to being known as the Post Office Tower, to then adopt the Telecom family name until BT put its stamp on it. It was even known as the Museum Tower at some point. And in that time, the tower has been used for anything from TV broadcasts to top-secret meetings and university stair-races. In short, the building has changed hands often and gone through its fair bit of history.
To me, it brightens the view saying: ‘this, too, shall pass’.
When I look at the tower, it reminds me that change is normal: ownerships shift, uses are adapted, the economy receives blows, and then it gets back up again. When the future is full of uncertainty as it often is, the BT Tower standing out form the London skyline tells a story of positive resilience and perspective. The tower has withstood economic depressions, corporate bankruptcy, and even a bomb attack by the IRA in 1971. Events that must have certainly felt overpowering when they happened. Yet, it still greets me every morning as if nothing had perturbed its slender figure during the 56 years of its existence.