Deptford Orange (by Spread the Word programmer Paul Sherrard)
There's an awful lot of orange going on in this library. Awful meaning good. Flashes of orange on the edge of every shelf and the backs of the comfy seats. The signs: non fiction; fiction; graphic novels; cookery. All warm and orange. The morning has been grey and blue but the shelves of the library glow like embers and... just let me check something... yes, they are warm to the touch. Sainsbury's orange. Bread. Wellbeing. Seasonal. Non Fiction.
Through the Children's Library to the large windows onto the Leisure Centre and the November sun, that shy creature, is heading for a swim. Red-Orange bricks glowing. Fingertips lose some of their chill just by looking at it.
BBC Breakfast News could learn something by being here. Why a grey colour-scheme for a morning TV show? Do they want us to be sad? Is that why murder and abuse and all the rest of it is called 'news'? You have to flick over to that other show just to get a flash of colour in your eyes before turning back to face the real world. The real world.
The real world is also in here in this orangey library. A man is reading a newspaper on one of the comfy seats and he either looks sad or just a bit tired. Or maybe that's his reading face?
A crocodile line of school children has just filed through on their way back to the classroom. You can hear them twice a week walking and chattering excitedly on their way to swimming. They don't notice the orange. They live in the orange. 'Tell me your news' my teacher used to say, and news was 'we got a dog' or I got a motorised go-kart' (that wasn't true but who was going to check? I drew it in my exercise book, me driving it up the hill to my house. It was red. Except it wasn't as it didn't exist.) 'Tell me your news' says the teacher and the children have good news to tell. And if they have no good news, they make some up. Because news when you are young is orange, just turns grey as you get older.