LONDON - Geometry in the City.
LONDON - After taking my Sunday nap, I awoke to find that the sun was still shining here in London. It was a miracle. I’m told, now that it’s past mid-July, that Summer is actually here. It’s about bloody time.
It would have been criminal to stay indoors so I left my apartment, got on the DLR and headed to Tower Hill Station. I wanted to wonder around and see what was happening in a different neck of the woods. With camera in hand, I left the station and looked straight ahead. There in front of me was Tower Bridge. It’s magnificent and a beautiful, solid structure that’s an iconic landmark of London.
I crossed the street and headed straight for it. But it seemed so many people had the same idea because there were thousands upon thousands of tourists crossing the bridge. The world had indeed come to London. I hesitated for a second, the crowds were off putting. But I decided to soldier on because, well, I was already here and there was no point in going home just then.
Then something out of the blue started to happen. I began to sing the smurf song.
Far very far from here, some 2000 miles away, that’s where they live and where the play…blah blah blah…they do their things the smurfy way. But there’s danger there, lurking everywhere because Gargamel will catch them if he can…
Did I just give my age away? Anyway, dear reader, it struck me as odd that I would be singing a song from my childhood. I don’t sing this song ever. So I asked myself, why am I singing the smurf theme song. Answer: because so many of the metal parts of Tower Bridge are painted smurf blue. Clearly, my brain, associated the colour with the smurfs and triggered the song.
Anyway, forget the smurfs, here are some photos of Tower Bridge.
Are you singing the smurf song now?