Sunday 12 September 2010

High tide and high jinks

on Southwark Bridge

at the Thames Festival.
We milled about on the crowded embankment,
followed fractious children
tethered in buggies,
heard the strains of distant jazz bands,
dodged the dawdlers,
choked on the acrid barbeque smoke.
Suddenly I'm in a hurry 
to be anywhere but there.
Not in a festive mood 
it quickly became clear.

This man had the right idée.
Tooted serenely up river
away from the melée.


  1. I idea of a festival is wonderful but I am not one for large crowds so my idea would be to float serenely away from it all too. Loved you photos.

  2. "Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence."

    It all sounds so simple but, like you, I sometimes find it best to make a quick getaway.