This is where the river Wandle meets the Thames, but I couldn't actually see that far.
This morning thick fog blanketed the Thames, causing the Thames Clipper river buses to slow their normal frenetic rush and my coffee was drunk to the sound of fog horns.
The plums are pretty good this year too: truly the "season of mists and mellow fruitfulness".
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Fog on the Thames, the north of England cut off.
It's grim 'n' murky up t'north (London)
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