Showing posts with label Horace Jones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Horace Jones. Show all posts

Friday, December 04, 2020

Temple Bar Gate

London The Unfinished City
The only surviving gateway to the City of London.

It was a particularly cold Saturday morning, with a persistent drizzle, as I wandered around the City of London.

The streets were emptier than normal, even for a weekend, as I made my way down past Barbican to Postman's Park and onward towards St. Paul's Cathedral. 

As I entered Paternoster Square, which was deserted, I found this stone gateway. The rain and diffused light seemed against me getting a decent photograph, but I persevered and ended up with the image above.

 It is a remarkable gateway with an intriguing past. I will endeavour to visit the area, again, in the hopes of getting some better shots.


Friday, March 04, 2016

Leadenhall Market

London The Unfinished City
Arcade of Iron and Glass.

Friday March 4, 2016.

It was a strangely quiet Friday lunchtime, wandering around the Unfinished City, when I found myself heading toward the City of London.

This is an area hat I am the least familiar with, so I decided to take a look at Leadenhall Market and its immediate environs.

Sunday, November 01, 2015

Old Billingsgate Market

London The Unfinished City
Old Billingsgate Fish Market.

Sunday November 1, 2015.

I had seen this building from the south bank, and had always been fascinated by it. 

So, on a remarkably warm November afternoon, as I was walking along the north bank, I found myself in front of this remarkable building. 

One of the first things that struck me were its arches and ornate ironwork.

London The Unfinished City
A Free and Open Market for all sorts of fish whatsoever.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Tower Bridge

London The Unfinished City
Olympic Bridge.
Sunday August 12, 2012.

It was late afternoon as I travelled to the Unfinished City, to soak up the Olympic atmosphere.

After wandering around Westminster, I headed for Tower Bridge in the hopes of grabbing a few images of the Olympic Rings, which had been hung beneath her western walkway. The bridge was also being lit up with colour-changing lights, giving it an extra special look.


As night descended the bridge began going through a myriad of colour-changes, it was hard to find the perfect one to shoot. Then, as if on queue, the lights took on the colour of the Union Flag; Red, White and Blue.