Pottering around South Bank at night..
Moving on to the bridge..
On the bridge, looking up..
Different colours on the London Eye
Reflected on the oily high tide waters of Father Thames
There’s a fair up there, although why would anybody consciously strap themselves into a fast rotating chair 100 feet up in the air is a mystery to me..and that too paying for that.
More twinkling lights on the north bank
The London Eye again
Needless to say, I avoided it…
Merging with the London Eye
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