no wonder my geography of london was confused ... this is at vauxhall & not where you might suppose

 

ace marketing in rottingdean

 

malmesbury young farmers go totally tropical to win the grand prize in the carnival procession

 

my brother, david lorenzo forward, welcoming visitors to the athelstan museum at malmesbury town hall

 

malmesbury, where the late blacksmith, frank sharpe used to work. a lovely man

 

gallopers on the green between hungerford bridge and county hall

 

westminster from lambeth

 

edenbridge high street roofscape

 

portland road south norwood ... a time warp next door to modern news

 

if only i hadn't been cycling home in such heavy traffic ...

because i might have photographed a lady driving a car whilst trying to scrape a label off the instep of a ( new-looking black velvet-textured high-heeled ) shoe with her teeth

the bell tower of saint mildred's church at tenterden

 

weathervane at saint mildred's church in tenterden

 

the whitfields of tenterden

 

wordsworth's view slowly disappearing

 

big strong girls guarding the ministry of defence

 

inadequately equipped ... as always

 

the ivy covers churchill's massive wartime bunker

 

i enjoyed the sound of my own feet marching across the gravel

 

if you've forgotten what gas lights were, take a walk along the mall

 

a place in the sun

 

some gave them plum cake and drummed them out of town

 

i forgot to mention the damsons

 

the weather vane above young's brewery in wandsworth

 

young's brewery in wandsworth

whilst waiting for my bike repairs, i failed to finish a pint of young's special in the spreadeagle because it is just too strong !

then i crossed the street to take a picture of the brewery, just sold to a developer for £69 million

 

about one eighth of the freize on wandsworth town hall

all idealized stereotypes, typical of the time, carved by david evans around 1936/1937

marble stacked at st john's hill near clapham junction

there are lots of marble warehouses and stores in south london

here the sheets of stone were illuminated by the oblique sunlight

i was on my way home from work, and if i hadn't had to push my bike two and half miles along some different streets to the bike shop for a new back tyre, i'd have missed it