Relics in the mist

I’ve written before about times when life serves up an unexpected treat, something you might be lucky enough to catch if you have your eyes open and are carrying a camera. For me, a lot of those moments seem to happen on bridges in London.

Battersea Power Station, taken from Chelsea Bridge this morning, as the sun started to burn away the morning mist and trains full of commuters snailed across the bridge.
Battersea Power Station
Battersea Power Station again….

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