Nocturnal Life in London

There is so much I adore about being alive during the night time. I often wonder if my ancestors were hamsters because I, like so many others, simply prefer the world at night time. 

There is far less traffic in London, everything is lit up by the multicoloured glow of manpower, there are no flocks of people and tourists surrounding every building so you can hardly move or breathe. Everything is more open and clear. You can appreciate the majestic and charming beauty of a city like London during the midnight hour.

I decided to take a little tour of London in the dead of night to see how different it was. This city really blows my mind. Here are some of the photos I snapped on my journey.

 

The River Thames, Westminster Abbey and Big Ben in the distance

  

the Embankment, river Thames, London. These lamps were built in the 1860s… I wonder how they were wired once electricity was used?!

 

Awesome colours from London skyscrapers reflecting into the Thames

 

The most photographed building in London, Buckingham Palace and home to the Queen. The flag is up which means she was home and probably sleeping peacefully while 24/7 Police guard the front

    
 

The stunning Horse Guard’s Parade building with the London Eye peeping over in the background

 

5am delivery to a pub in central London

  
 

Downing Street! the home of our Prime Minister which is also guarded at all times. At least the Policemen gave me a smile.

As if these magnificent photos and lack of people and traffic aren’t reason enough to visit London in the middle of the night, the best bit is…. It’s free! There is no £25 tour fee like the open top bus tours, no congestion charges and generally easier to park your car in the middle of the night.
This is true of any big city in the World. Night time is there for a reason other than to sleep.

Highly, highly recommended.

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Working the night shift…

Working 12 hour night shifts can be long and dull. When you work in London like myself, driving around all night, you get to see some sights. My favourite time of day is the crack of dawn when the sun starts peeping through the sides of the buildings and there is the occasional car passing by and the keen morning jogger running past. The other morning, in central London, I passed this gorgeous London pub and watching this man unload the barrels of beer was magical. The pub looked festive in the morning glow, as if it was excited to be receiving all this booze to be consumed over the festive period.