It’s been over a year since I last went up to London and also some 9 months since I last met up with some old (literally!) work colleagues. On an intermittently sunny day we all met up for a bit of walking, a bit of history, and a pub lunch at the Dickens Inn in St Katharine Docks. It was just like old times with London back to being busy with tourists and young people.
It’s been a a couple of months since I last walked in London and for the first time I took two cameras, the heavy Pentax DSLR with a telephoto lens, and my wonderful little Sony RX100. I only used one of the Pentax pictures so I don’t think I’ll be in a hurry to take it out again.The water in the Thames was really low – see the first b & w image, and alongside HMS Belfast there was a liner, Ocean Majesty. As often happens, I was asked by a tourist to take their photo.
I hate shopping for Christmas presents even more than shopping for clothes. Fortunately my family are all book readers and I like shopping for books! But it’s still difficult finding books suitable for each person, and today was no exception.
In the Trafalgar Square Waterstones I had no success. I took an instant dislike to the layout of the newish Foyles, though the café on the top floor was a pleasure. I eventually succeeded in Waterstones in Piccadilly – it has long been my favourite of their stores.
My day started off in bright sunshine and ended as the sun was setting, so there was some varied lighting and colours for taking pictures. Here are the best, with a little help from Photoshop.
A rare night-time visit to London gave me the opportunity to take some night pictures. I didn’t feel my little camera was up to the job. It had difficulty automatically focusing and I had to resort to manual focusing, which is not easy. I’m not too enamoured with the results, but there you go, and the evening with friends made up for it.
[Update: On further consideration, I’m more than happy with the pics!]
The Thames was so low this morning one could almost imagine a pebble beach!
On a glorious day, I saw some large bubbles, hundreds of selfies being taken, the magnificent Shard, swings in the Turbine Hall at Tate Modern, the wobbly bridge, lots of school parties, and I said yes to an “Excuse me sir, could you please take my picture with my phone?”
Not much sign of ‘art’ in the Tate Modern Turbine Hall.