Lab meeting was cancelled yesterday, resulting in an earlier than normal adjourning to The Knights Templar. Today I do not feel So Good.
Yesterday's batch of photos was somewhat architecturally biased. One of the things I love about London is the feeling that nothing is ever really removed or lost, merely more added... resulting in a glorious piled-up mess of buildings and cultures. You can excavate London Past by turning off the main drag, only the topmost layer changes.

This is a side street to Lincoln's Inn Fields. I guess this red-brick building would have towered above everything else at one point: now it's dwarfed, and takes the opportunity to bask in the tiny moments when the sun can reach it.
Yesterday's batch of photos was somewhat architecturally biased. One of the things I love about London is the feeling that nothing is ever really removed or lost, merely more added... resulting in a glorious piled-up mess of buildings and cultures. You can excavate London Past by turning off the main drag, only the topmost layer changes.

This is a side street to Lincoln's Inn Fields. I guess this red-brick building would have towered above everything else at one point: now it's dwarfed, and takes the opportunity to bask in the tiny moments when the sun can reach it.