A quick Saturday afternoon walk around Deptford on a day that combined nice autumn light with weirdly warm temperatures. Lots of people out and about and, as ever, lots to catch the eye on Deptford High Street.
Down to the Thames Barrier on Bank Holiday Sunday morning to take photos for a few different projects:
- To illustrate a Charlton Champion post on the fly tipping that blights the industrial estate
- To capture the derelict Victoria pub on the south side of the estate (as posted here yesterday), and
- To add to a slowly growing (and in need of editing) collection of photos of the area, before the Charlton Riverside redevelopment really kicks off.
While in the area it’s impossible not to go and have a look at the river. The light was only so-so, and the view’s been photographed a million times but it still feels worth it, though, as the landscape keeps changing. How long before it’s impossible to see the Millennium Dome/O2 Arena from this part of Charlton?
Nearby, it was amusing to see how Greenwich Council have fixed their signage department’s peninsula(r) error, and also good to see the Barrier memorial settling into the landscaping.
Later on rain it rained torrentially for much of the rest of the day in classic Bank Holiday weekend style, so I was pleased to have achieved something in the morning, even if it was mostly photographing fly tipping and dereliction.
I’ve never been too bothered about photographing vintage cars, bar the odd snapshot, on the (possibly flawed) basis that someone else is bound to be doing it much better, but a little while ago I noticed that there was a collection of photos of orange cars building up on my iPhone camera roll. And once I’d noticed that, I realised that there aren’t many orange cars out there (a shame – some of today’s blander car designs would be improved by an orange paint job), and so I started ‘collecting’ them.
These pics are of two Bond Bugs, caught at the July meet of Park It The Market, the monthly vintage car and bike event that has turned into one of Greenwich’s best (and free) social occasions.
PS. Got an orange car, live in south-east London, and want some nice photos of your car? Get in touch!
A dad joke at dusk. Spotted on the Thames path, between the Anchor & Hope pub and the Thames Barrier, while out on a Sunday evening admiring the sunset and the sailing skills of the Thames tug captains piloting the Viking Sky cruise ship out of Greenwich.
I’m very pleased to have a photo in the November 2017 issue of Uncut magazine (available in all good newsagents now!). My picture of The Necks at Cafe OTO in Dalston, East London during their 3 night residency in August appears alongside a review by John Mulvey on page 92.
You can see a couple more photos from the concert here.
To Charlton Lido on a warm July evening to hear Theo Thomas of London Waterkeeper charity talk about the challenges of making the Thames a swimmable river. It wasn’t entirely relevant for swimmers at my end of the Thames (the currents and the law make it a less than wise choice for swimming), but still an interesting evening. It’s good to know that there are people pushing to improve the quality of our river water (though it was dispiriting to be reminded how so many of the improvements in recent decades have come from EU law, and what that might mean for a post-Brexit Britain).
On the way out the sun was setting over a very still lido.
(PS I’m selling A4 prints of this for only £20 + P&P) – get in touch if you’d like one!)
Friday night, a semi-circumnavigation of the M25 and a night in a Holiday Inn.
Saturday, the long slow drive to Cornwall and settling in to the camp site. More pylons.
Sunday, a day on the beach and an invigorating (for which read ‘cold’) swim in St. Ives Bay.
Monday, the train to St. Ives and a look round the Tate followed by the Barbara Hepworth Sculpture Garden.
Thursday, a whole day on the beach then a barbecue.
Friday, St. Michael’s Mount, pasty for lunch, cream team in the afternoon, fish’n’chips for tea. A swim in the lovely Hayle Outdoor Pool to mitigate the local diet.
Saturday, a drive to Bristol, Richard Long at the Arnolfini, then a few glimpses of the balloon festival.
Having observed the Saturday morning Charlton Lido swim ritual every week since the pool reopened in March, this morning thunder and lightning forced us all out of the pool. I’d only done three lengths which, as it turns out, isn’t quite enough to shake off last night’s pub trip (the Job Centre in Deptford’s first night – it’s good, despite the ropey name/concept), and it certainly isn’t enough to get the general feeling of smug wellbeing that comes after 20 lengths (I know that’s not hugely impressive in the grand scheme of things, but it’s something).
Now, fingers crossed that the weather improves for this afternoon’s Plumstead Make Merry.