(Dragon with shield of St. George on London Bridge, guarding the entry to the City of London)
Woke up to news about #LondonBridge, a place I know well and love so much. My prayers and my heart go out to all hurt and affected. I happened to be elsewhere last night but I’m hurting, too. I have passed through London Bridge a zillion times. Have walked and driven past the dragons marking the entry to the City, back and forth for work and pleasure, night and day, rain, sun or snow, by myself and in company. Saw tourists wander about and children get ready for a sleepover on the Golden Hind, visited a friend at Guy’s & St. Thomas Hospital or had a check up myself. Saw office workers walk across the bridge at rush hour, saw the station decked out in pink Olympic signs, had shoes fixed and currency exchange sorted, attended a Shakespeare play at the Globe, had coffee at the Dragon cafe, bought delicious food at Borough Market, attended Christmas mass at Southwark cathedral, gazed across the river Thames, explored hidden alleyways, sat in the gardens with mulled wine, met a friend on visit from New York, had a bite to eat. Fond memories of moments well spent in a corner of London that for me is filled with magic, beauty and mystery. Nothing and no one will ever take these moments away from me. I may be sad but I’ll not be intimidated. Ever. #herebedragons #befearless #lovelondon
