Making the best of a bad lot, I took the camera with me this evening when I went to work.
The Isle of Dogs is a fascinating place, although one I don't savour lingering in alone. It's such a strange mix – high-tech, high finance, high rise offices next to the cold, dead remains of the docks that once powered an empire, both of them surrounded by and intermixed with the glowering, surly houses and flats of one of the most insular and working class parts of residential London.
Present and past
One Canada Square and the other tower blocks loom over two Thames barges in the dark waters of a silent dock.
Not everything that reaches for the sky is a crane – a Thames barge's mast is silhouetted against the setting sun.
The stars are coming out
One Canada Square and its neighbours are never entirely dark – this was taken at 2am.