Sunday, 18 April 2010
Took a snap of the London bus just to remind me of years passed, spent queuing,or more likely cursing and missing them.
Hungerford bridge has always been in the centre of my mind map of London, if I can get there I can usually then strike out and find somewhere else.
It has been refurbished and smartened recently, but it doesn't take long for the city to start imposing on the clean white lines.
This umbrella has been trapped on the spikes for months now, reminding one not to float off the familiar track in any big city
The balloon could be one's youthful dreams of flying high, fortunately it becomes tethered - or who knows what could happen.