I have just returned from a visit to England for what is likely to be the last time in a long while. A day in London was therefore required, so Mandy and I took our cameras in an effort to capture one sunny spring day in the capital.
It’s easy to forget how every inch of road can become occupied by something moving. People dart in and out of traffic. The noise is incredible.
A team of window cleaners easily dangle off skyscrapers
Sometimes you see pretty little pubs squashed between giant glass buildings. They know they were there first.
The London Eye rolls people round giving them the best views.
But today, we were interested in the people. Who’s out there? Well, for a start, the Americans are getting their shots for ‘Show and Tell’.
People stand around at Westminster Abbey not knowing where to start.
Buses empty them out and leave them to find out.
The City has come round from a dirty winter, and it’s looking lovely.
The railings have been spruced up.
People stick to the paths. Nobody walks on the just-mown grass at Westminster Abbey.
It’s quite warm. But not warm enough for shorts.
There is a lot of looking up to do. Don’t want to miss a thing.
Finally a green patch opposite Big Ben where we can all lie down and get the camera out.
Just don’t want to miss that shot.
Definitely his best side don’t you think?
Time for a bit of lunch and a bit of ‘rubber-necking’ to see what’s going on.
Cars wait for the lights to change. That taxi driver will get away first. I know it.
And she will get there before all the rest. She’s overtaking everything.
Hmmmm, something going down in Downing Street. He’s not going to be able to make his delivery, that’s for sure.
The tourist hotspots carry on as usual. These chaps just stand around all day, being photographed, coping with people petting their horse. They never ever smile. That’s their job.
London has a way of wearing you out like nowhere else. It’s not long before we are seriously in need of a good cup of coffee and a biscuit. These did it for us nicely.
The Big Issue man decided to do a little turn for us. Very Nice. Thanks so much.
The lovely doorman at The Savoy was happy to pose. Does it all the time.
And then, what a spot of luck, they were making a film at Somerset House. We caught them in their break, but it didn’t stop us having a good snoop around.
Turns out, they were making a horror film. I wonder who this is?
You can’t see, but this fellow was having a quick fag-break.
A perfect location for something with a bit of atmosphere.
There were bits of kit unattended for us to explore.
You’ve just got to laugh haven’t you during a long days’ filming?
All he wanted was a bit of peace away from the cameras to eat his sandwich. Then I came along.
Getting the throat lubricated ready for some more screaming.
Well, better get back to it.
Just time for a quick snack. Dobbin’s already had his.
Is this my best side?
Just finishing on the dog and bone and I’ll be back in character
Moving on from the set, we head over to Fleet Street for something sweet. The day isn’t half way over yet, but you can catch wheat else we saw next time.