And Further Pictorial Wanderings About London Town I still find living in The Big Smoke entirely magical at times. So many places I'd only read about until a move down South from Newcastle upon Tyne. Suddenly the Whitehall backstreets of dubious notoriety, Hawksmoor churches, a little Eduardo Paolozzi and every place that sounded terribley interesting from a 'Bryant & May' novel is just a short journey away. Not exactly Annie Leibovitz but a few snappy snaps from the iPhone whilst pottering about London. And, thankfully, photoshop can always cover up a multitude...
Charles Dickens. What does mention of that name make me think? Well, Victorian literary heavyweight. Bah Humbug!. Social critic. Genius characterization. London at her most deliciously captivating. London at her grubby, grasping worst. Of being entranced reading a ‘Tale of Two Cities’. And the iconic image of Oliver Reed as Bill Sikes. Oh, and his dog. For some reason Bill Sikes’s dog.
So with those thoughts I sat down to try and write a Dickensian tale for the wonderful ‘Pandemonium: Stories Of The Smoke’ anthology. A bit daunting for me as I’ve never written anything above a little flash fiction before but I love London. Her history has so many fascinating tales to tell. It would be nice to try and make a small contribution to those.
I’m always amused that the very ceremonious sounding Millennium Bridge became customarily renamed. Due to it’s propensity to bend the ‘Wobbly Bridge’ appeared. Far more human sounding.