My Sunday Afternoon in London

I was working this morning, and should have come straight home as I had lots to do. But I wanted a walk first.

First stop Tower Bridge to look at the Olympic rings. I must go back and see them lit up at night.

It’s July and the Olympics are Coming to London

I like them in close up.

Close Up of the Olympic Rings

I headed west. Looks like the City guardians have been given a new lick of paint ready for the Olympics too. this one on the Embankment was very shiny.

Very Shiny City Dragon

That’s an extraordinarily bloodthirsty red, isn’t it? Take a closer look. Continue reading

Down by the Thames

I spent a long time staring at the river the other day; looking at the boats, moored and moving. They made me think of das Boot, not because they look much if anything like her, but just looking at them made me remember the movement of the boat on the water; the cosiness; the contentment I feel aboard.

Tower Bridge is always impressive, so I had to take at least one photo. Apparently, it is classified as a ship.

Tower Bridge January 2012

Although I am no speed-freak, I watched the people on this rib enviously. I’d love a go.

Red Rib

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A View or Two from the Bridge

I had to cross London Bridge on foot yesterday lunchtime. The views of the river with the HMS Belfast and Tower Bridge beyond always lift my spirits. I pulled out my camera and took a few pictures.

I may be revealing more about my way of looking at the world than is wise, but the way the Gherkin looms out over and between buildings in the City makes me think of Godzilla. Here it is again.

Godzilla Gherkin

Billingsgate wholesale fish market relocated to Docklands some thirty years ago. All the lively noise and bustle went too. The new building can be easily identified as they copied the weather vanes from this nineteenth century version designed by Horace Jones. It’s one of my favourite riverside buildings in the City. Big organisations such as Tesco’s hire it as a Christmas party venue. You can hardly see the ironwork the next day for all the empty bottle crates piled up.

Horace Jones also had a hand in the design of Tower Bridge. A bascule bridge, it takes just ninety seconds to raise the two halves. No matter how many times I see the bridge opening, it remains a magical sight. The HMS Belfast in the foreground was built in Belfast at the Harland and Wolff shipyard, where the Titanic was also built. The Belfast was commissioned on St Patrick’s Day and after service in both the Second World and Korean Wars has become a floating outpost of the Imperial War Museum. For some reason, its guns are pointing at the Scratchwood Service Station on the M1. A bad snack perhaps? Continue reading