“The Thames is liquid history.”
– John Burns

Sunday was gorgeous. It was also a bit emotionally fraught, as weekends have a habit of being, with Monday looming. So Jeff grabbed the camera and went for a wander on our patch, south of the river in Bermondsey and Rotherithe. I took him to an urban farm I’d previously visited for an assignment before we took in the Thames.

The park by our flat.

It would have been rude to pry this knocker from the door and run off with it, but I was tempted. Jeff made, “Stop it, you’re being creepy,” sounds of protests as I snapped shots of this unsuspecting front door, but I was not going to be thwarted. We also befriended a rather sweet kitty who took a break from pigeon stalking for some pets.

I love the docks and wharfs. So do the seagulls.

#stillnotsickoftheview