South of the border

When I was growing up in East London, I got the impression that there was something deeply untrustworthy about people who lived South of the Thames. Even cabbies wouldn’t go south of the river after midnight. It was dangerous. They weren’t like us. So I spent almost my entire youth in the East, West and North of London. But rarely the South.

It was time to face my demons. I headed across the border.

The London Eye from Golden Jubilee Bridge

Southbank Skateboard Park. Probably a South Londoner. Best not to talk to him.

That’s the thing about South Londoners. They respawn so quickly.

The beach at OXO Tower Foreshore

A fantastic sand sculpture. Must have been done by someone from north of the river.

Underneath Blackfriars Bridge

White poplars outside the Tate Gallery

Millennium Bridge

I found these four people having a picnic on Millenium Bridge. They had set up a table and everything. How terrific.

Big Ben from Westminster Bridge

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