For whom the bell

- Why the hell did you bring me here?
- Thought you'd really go for it. You used to.
- Just give me a mo to decide what I hate most, the place itself or you, who misread me so blatantly you thought ' I might really go for it.'
- The space, the silence, the urban oasis..
- The space the silence the urban oasis - you're losing your grasp. Get a hold of yourself. Places like this make you soft.
- I come here every season, trees changing. Every day the morning bells for matins, the 4pm peel for evensong, rythmn.
- You're not losing your grip. You lost it.
If we go now we can make the 1415 back. The only thing good about it is it's swift to get away from.
- You've changed.
- You've stayed the same.
- You used to really go for it.
- You didn't use to repeat yourself. Like I said, places like this make you soft.
- If we go now we'll miss the way the sun catches the honey coloured tower.
- The honey coloured tower. I can't stand the way you said that - 'the honey coloured tower ' - I'm gonna tear it down, watch it all come down.
- Do you remember that lunch we had here, must be, what, 92, 93, yeah, spring 93, me, you, the robin who fled on the chime of each quarter hour but came back 1,2,3 chimes later. You must have given him , her , it all of your sandwich. Heavenly.
- Why the hell did you bring me here. Why did I agree? 1415, if we go right now.
It's a graveyard, a death.
- It's life. Trees change 4 times a year, life cycle.
- Trees change but never move on.
- If you hate a place like this you hate life.
- I told you get a hold of yourself. Falling leaves are dying, bells don't chime they toll, blossom is litter, space is absence. I'm glad you brought me here. I can go now, you can fill the space yourself.