More Random Bits
Yesterday's tour guide claimed that the Thames is the cleanest river in Europe. But as you've probably noted, it's nearly chocolate-milk brown. Why? Sediment, he claimed.
There were some concrete barges on the Thames. Concrete all the way to the bottom. They were put there as decoys during the Second World War.
Today I saw something else interesting on the Thames: a big box with a grate, with a sign on the side saying "I Eat Rubbish!" and noticing how many tonnes of trash it removes from the river annually.
Yesterday both Margo and I noticed black bits in our noses. Guess the air's not so clean then.
Both Margo and I have taken to cider. It's pretty common here. There will usually be at least one tap in a pub, usually Strongbow, though there are some artisan ciders too. It goes with anything, in a way. I mean, you wouldn't get a lager with, say, a salad; nor would you order a Merlot with fish and chips. But cider can do with almost any dish, or with no dish at all. Such a happy drink.
From TV and movies, I was expecting the sirens here to go "nee-noo, nee-noo", but they don't. They go a faster "wah-oo wah-oo wah-oo" instead, like in the States. Police wear yellow vests. Bright, fluorescent yellow.
I saw a building under construction today. It was wrapped in basically a large illustration of what the building will eventually become (in this case, a condo tower). If you're sharp-eyed, you may have noticed the same in the front of the picture of St. Paul's Cathedral earlier: everything below the dome is actually a big wrap illustration. I think that's clever.
There were some concrete barges on the Thames. Concrete all the way to the bottom. They were put there as decoys during the Second World War.
Today I saw something else interesting on the Thames: a big box with a grate, with a sign on the side saying "I Eat Rubbish!" and noticing how many tonnes of trash it removes from the river annually.
Yesterday both Margo and I noticed black bits in our noses. Guess the air's not so clean then.
Both Margo and I have taken to cider. It's pretty common here. There will usually be at least one tap in a pub, usually Strongbow, though there are some artisan ciders too. It goes with anything, in a way. I mean, you wouldn't get a lager with, say, a salad; nor would you order a Merlot with fish and chips. But cider can do with almost any dish, or with no dish at all. Such a happy drink.
From TV and movies, I was expecting the sirens here to go "nee-noo, nee-noo", but they don't. They go a faster "wah-oo wah-oo wah-oo" instead, like in the States. Police wear yellow vests. Bright, fluorescent yellow.
I saw a building under construction today. It was wrapped in basically a large illustration of what the building will eventually become (in this case, a condo tower). If you're sharp-eyed, you may have noticed the same in the front of the picture of St. Paul's Cathedral earlier: everything below the dome is actually a big wrap illustration. I think that's clever.
posted by Michael Nelson at 11:13 am
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