London – Walking in Winter

Few people equate a visit to London with ‘the outdoors’, especially in winter, yet a stroll along the Thames on a crisp, clear February evening leaves an unforgettable impression of this world-class city.

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River Thames from Waterloo Bridge. As usual, all the photos on this blog were taken with a budget smartphone and reduced to 960 px wide.

When, in the late 80’s, I lived in London, I rarely walked around the city centre, generally preferring to cycle although the traffic was terrifying and the air foul. On modest budgets, we lived, loved and got lost in edgier areas of this sprawling metropolis, public transport was ricketty, unreliable and after midnight scarce and scary. The skyline was less interesting with fewer tall buildings, almost none illuminated. There was litter everywhere, and the ‘cardboard cities’ of the homeless.

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In my day, Regents Street only had lights at Christmas, and it was never, ever empty of traffic!

London has problems now, of course; disadvantage and violence seem once more to be increasing in some areas and Brexit raises huge questions for its economy. Runaway inequality has made it much harder for young people in normal jobs to live full lives and feel any sense of belonging in its inner boroughs. Nonetheless the recent period of finance-fuelled affluence and influence has bequeathed us a city centre which, at the moment and perhaps for just a brief window of time, presents a glorious aspect to the visitor after dark.

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Well-known to me from my youth (although never lit up like this back then), the National Theatre and the former London Weekend Television (now ITV Studios, I believe). Newer to me, the Tate Modern, various pointy things. The tide was very low, not long after the full ‘supermoon’.

We also found there numerous friendly pubs, not all overpriced, clean pavements, food for all budgets, miraculously quiet streets (the ‘congestion charge’ has been a miracle), clean, efficient and affordable public transport at all hours and above all a relaxed, friendly atmosphere with scarcely a copper to be seen and certainly none bearing arms. I’d say the atmosphere was ‘warm’, but that would be a fib – it was a parky night in February.

The endearingly basic YHA Hostel at St Paul’s was our budget-friendly base and starting point.

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St Paul’s is visible (just about) and audible (completely) from our bedroom window. The YHA hostel was formerly the cathedral’s choir school

Ambling out of this historic building like a pair of dazzled country mice we were immediately confronted by the iconic, monumental bulk of the cathedral. To be honest its presence wasn’t exactly a surprise as the bells ring every 15 minutes – earplugs are essential at this hostel.

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In winter the trees are bare and the bones of the city stand starkly revealed.

More of a surprise is the steep admission charge. As pensioners not overwhelmingly interested in effigies and domes, we instead swallowed our heathen pride and sat through a service, in order to hear the choir and the organ and to get a sense of the authentic purpose and meaning of this staggering edifice. There was Rachmaninov and chanting, there was incense and a freezing draught; we could almost have been in St Basil’s.

Wandering down Ludgate Hill past a useful McDonalds and a handy Co-Op supermarket brings you to Fleet Street, long abandoned by the newspapers that brought it notoriety but have left it with characterful pubs. The Olde London is friendly but touristy, Ye Olde Cock Tavern is gorgeous outside but inside has a flashy, sporty ambience, The Tipperary is unsurprisingly Irish with numerous whiskeys, The Punch Tavern was friendly and, in the evenings, quiet while The Old Bank of England looked amazing but bafflingly never seemed to be open.

london england aldwychMy personal favourite is Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese, and not just because it’s ‘London’s oldest pub’, has a coal fire, a labyrinthine interior and a friendly, lively atmosphere. This Samuel Smith’s pub sells Old Brewery Bitter at £3.20 a pint! On Fleet Street, in 2018! Amazing. Not everybody likes Old Brewery, it’s quite characterful. I love it, having in my youth even made a pilgrimage to Tadcaster to view the Yorkshire stone squares in which its open fermentation imbues silkiness and savour. It’s one of our few important regional ales that has survived the inexorable onslaught of that oxymoron of contemporary ale culture, the generic micro-brewery, without being dumbed down or disappearing.

Steady on, this blog is about London, not beer from Yorkshire. Draining our pint, reluctantly leaving the warm fire and passing the Gormenghastly Royal Courts of Justice brings us to the Aldwych where Australia House and India House sandwich Bush House, former home of the BBC World Service.

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The Royal Courts of Justice, at night, obviously.

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Urban Sketching!

Here this blog may briefly be about curry, as, above the frankly sleazy-looking Strand Continental Hotel, one can still at the time of writing find the world famous India Club, although possibly not for much longer as it’s threatened with closure. On a Friday night this was one of the noisiest places I’ve ever eaten outside India and not having booked we had to wait in the friendly, buzzy, little bottle bar downstairs where hip young global professionals rub shoulders (literally) with amiable academics from nearby Kings and creative types from nearby theatreland. The food here is not ‘gourmet’ but Indian family grub at real-world prices – an absolute institution. Approach the battered green chillies circumspectly, I would.

A few steps past the amazing Somerset House (which, in daytime, you can just wander into and around to an extraordinary extent), brings us to Waterloo Bridge where, due to it being February and due to the authentically subcontinental service at the India Club, Waterloo Sunset has long past.

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Somerset House and Embankment.

Blessed with a clear, unfoggy night, it’s time to admire the view.

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There seems to be some kind of party going on. With fire dancing…

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An actual camp fire, on an actual beach, in the heart of London.

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The view from the water’s edge, at a very low tide. I wish I’d had a metal detector!

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Ghostly bare birches at the Tate Modern

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Over the Millennium Bridge and you’re virtually back at the hostel.

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Looking east to Tower Bridge. Getting a bit dark now for a phone camera!

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Nearly home to bed. Just a few skateboarders toughing out the February night.

 

 

 

 

 

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8 comments

  1. A lovely jaunt through London town, thank you. I have also started to veer from my country bliss and head into Dublin every second Sunday. I like to choose a different hip spot for brunch, to munch and evesdrop and then go to the art gallery or explore some winding lane ways depending on the weather. I haven’t decided whether to blog about it yet but you make cities sound enticing 🙂

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  2. Thanks again for popping by and kind comments. My blogging had gone off the boil a bit, I don’t get out much in winter as I feel the cold. In fact, as a result of wandering around London on February nights I’m now laid up with a chest infection! Roll on spring 😉

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  3. Lovely photos. I do love London.

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    1. Thank you, yes it’s a fascinating place.

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  4. London looks really interesting! I’m ashamed to say I’ve never been, but one day I will visit. I’d love to see Tower Bridge. Great post and photos Andrew 🙂

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    1. Thank you Dawn-Marie for this kind encouragement. I was lucky enough to live in London in my twenties so to some extent I take it for granted. Even so, I was struck by how much it has evolved, and certainly improved as a visitor experience if not, perhaps, as a place to live. bw, A

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  5. A lovely London parade you have done, very interesting! I was there in November 2017, was already cold too. Your pictures are amazing, very pretty! And the St Paul’s cathedral is scary in Winter with the dark bare trees, but surely it is pretty with its green leaves in Summer. But this is our one and only St Paul’s Cathedral that the world dreams to visit when in London and the last time I went inside the Cathedral was five years ago when my daughter received her certificate for Royal School of church music. The inside is amazing! Thank you for sharing! Have a nice weekend.

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    1. Thanks for reading, you too.

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