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A photo (or three) a day for 2012.

Archive for the category “London”

London night-time views…

London's South Bank, from Waterloo Bridge...

London’s South Bank, from Waterloo Bridge…


View downstream from Waterloo Bridge...

View downstream from Waterloo Bridge…


View from the Strand northwards, towards Bow Street and the Aldwych...

View from the Strand northwards, towards Bow Street and the Aldwych…

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A frosty Sunday morning in London N20…

A swing for the local kids...

A swing for the local kids in Swan Lane Open Space, Whetstone…

A Mallard Duck cruising the pond in Swan Lane Open Space...

A Mallard Duck cruising the pond in Swan Lane Open Space…

A bench, Play Area, trees and, yonder, the Redwood Cafe, in Swan Lane Open Space…

London Eye, St. Martin’s Lane and Covent Garden…

Capsules on the London Eye, one red, on London's South Bank...

Capsules on the London Eye, one red, on London’s South Bank…


Silhouette of the southern end of St. Martin's Lane...

Against-the-light at the southern end of St. Martin’s Lane…


Raising money for Cancer Research UK, in front of St Paul's Church, Covent Garden, at lunchtime today...

Raising money for Cancer Research UK, in front of St Paul’s Church, Covent Garden, at lunchtime today…

An afternoon visit to the British Museum…and a free early evening gig at the QEH…

The British Museum, in Great Russell Street…


Lely’s Venus…and how many millions of eyes have now gazed upon her over the years 😉


The guitarist and double-bassist of the John Crawford Quintet, performing in the Front Room of the Queen Elizabeth Hall, in the free, and well attended, ‘Friday Tonic’ gig at 5.30 pm today….

A soirée with some old London work colleagues at the Nell of Old Drury…

Feeling a bit peckish, so I treated myself to a latke in pitta bread with houmous and salad from Gaby’s Deli in the Charing Cross Road…


The Apple Market at Covent Garden Piazza…


And so there we spent the evening reminiscing…and for the record, it was John, James, Mick, Lesley, Cathy, Catherine, Sara, Colin, Gavin and myself…on the first floor of the Nell of Old Drury, Catherine Street, Covent Garden….

Swan Lane Open Space on a sunny autumn afternoon…

Looking north towards Whetstone…


Redwoods, on the eastern side of the park…


Pond with reflections…

The skating rink at Somerset House…and a travelator on the Tube…

Somerset House on the Strand, whose courtyard has recently opened as a seasonal skating rink…


A very mixed range of skating ability on display 😉


A moving walkway, connecting (I think!) the Northern and Piccadilly Lines at King’s Cross…

More Friday Night South Bank-ery…and The Fortune Theatre, Russell Street…

Starts today…illuminated sign outside the Royal Festival Hall…


Wagamama…beneath the Royal Festival Hall…


The very long-running “The Woman in Black” (I must have seen it more than twenty years ago!), at the Fortune Theatre, Russell Street, Covent Garden…

North Finchley Remembrance Ceremony, ‘Madeleine’ and a Submariner Memorial…

No apologies for today’s theme, of course; my maternal great-grandfather was a Stoker on HMS Aboukir, who died on 22nd September 1914, in the sinking of that warship, and my maternal grandfather, his son, was an Able Seaman, who died aboard HMS Lawford on the 8th June 1944…

The War Memorial in North Finchley, shortly before 11 a.m. today

Noor Inayat Khan, British SOE operative in France in WW2. A long-time heroine of mine, she was born in Moscow, on New Year’s Day, 1914, and was executed at Dachau on 13th September, 1944. A commemorative sculpture of her was unveiled in London’s Gordon Square on Tuesday of last week.

The British Navy War Memorial to Submariners who died in the two World Wars. Situated on the north side of the Thames, between Waterloo and Blackfriars Bridges.

Break of Day in the Trenches

The darkness crumbles away
It is the same old druid Time as ever,
Only a live thing leaps my hand,
A queer sardonic rat,
As I pull the parapet’s poppy
To stick behind my ear.
Droll rat, they would shoot you if they knew
Your cosmopolitan sympathies,
Now you have touched this English hand
You will do the same to a German
Soon, no doubt, if it be your pleasure
To cross the sleeping green between.
It seems you inwardly grin as you pass
Strong eyes, fine limbs, haughty athletes,
Less chanced than you for life,
Bonds to the whims of murder,
Sprawled in the bowels of the earth,
The torn fields of France.
What do you see in our eyes
At the shrieking iron and flame
Hurled through still heavens?
What quaver -what heart aghast?
Poppies whose roots are in men’s veins
Drop, and are ever dropping;
But mine in my ear is safe,
Just a little white with the dust.

(Written, June 1916)

Isaac Rosenberg (1890-1918)

The Lord Mayor’s Show, City Of London, 2012….and three photos just wouldn’t have been enough ;)

Gog and Magog, traditional guardians of the City of London…

An aesthetically pleasing musical arrangement ;).

These ballroom dancers are not strictly all they might seem ;).

Some vivacious souls dancing to Chubby Checker’s ‘Let’s Twist Again’ (Like We Did Last Summer)…

A colourful troupe :).

Paralympian beauty :).

Yorkshire is bidding to bring Le Tour de France to the county in 2014…

Traditional English Morris Dancers, strutting their stuff near Blackfriars Tube Station…

Alas, the golden carriage developed an axle fault near Blackfriars Bridge on the return journey to the City from the Royal Courts of Justice…and I heard one wag in the crowd asking a policeman if it had been clamped ;).

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