The City At Sunset From Hoxton Station
Coming back from the Emirates Air-Line, I stopped off at Hoxton Station to take these pictures from the Northbound platform.
These are not the first photographs I’ve taken from the station, but the photograph on this post, was taken from the Southbound platform
EggsMilkButter
EggsMilkButter is the name of a new cafe close to my house. The name comes from the tiling.
It will be nice to pop across the road to get a cappuccino.
The Sun Sets Over The City of London
I rook these pictures this evening from the Emirates Air-Line.
The title of this post, is rather appropriate tonight, as Mervyn King had been having a go at the banks, as reported here.
Beware The Essex Girl
This story in the Daily Mail, shows that not all Essex Girls live up to their stereotype of being thick and have liking for Ford Capris, sex, fake tan, silicon breast implants, booze and white stilettos in no particular order.
Certainly, Georgina Blackwell doesn’t follow the stereotype. although, she is trained as a beautician.
I remember in the early days of BBC Breakfast television, they had a female legal expert, with long bleached blonde hair, a job at one of the job law firms, a penchant for very short skirts and an accent forged in Dagenham.
I think she was too much for Northern inferiorities, so she was quietly dropped.
Emirates Air-Line – It Was So Good I Did It Twice
The Emirates Air-Line that is!
This time it wasn’t so crowded and I had a gondola all to myself.
As you can see I was sitting on the City side of the gondola. Sitting on the other side should give good views of the Thames Barrier.
It really is good value at £3.20. Although, it was a bit shaky in the wind today and getting good pictures was more difficult.
Who knows, I might go back about sunset on a day it decides to show it’s face.
Police Use London Bus For Disguise
London has been having trouble with Eastern European con artists, so they used the obvious solution of how do you get lots of boys in blue to the area, without the con-artists knowing. You use a big red London bus and cram it full of police. The story is here in the Evening Standard. More than 25 were detained and a dozen or so were charged.
Surely though, the choice of a Number 2 bus was wrong. Perhaps it should have been a 49 or 99, or perhaps one that went past a convenient prison like Wandsworth, Pentonville or Wormwood Scrubs. That would give a whole new meaning to the phrase “Go Directly To Jail”
The Anonymous Widower 