The Weather Clears over the Capital...

After yesterday's brush with mayhem and far too much human interaction, I stayed away from London, per se, itself, the touristy bits and when the rain finally desisted, strolled about the Isle of Dogs.

I liked the distant views of the dwarfed icons of London, under that big bruised, brooding sky. With the tiny Shard, left, to the Gherkin and Cheesegrater on the right. How minute they all look!

Even the soaring birds overhead are laughing at their dimunitive size!