As I looked down tonight from the plane flying in to London, the city was laid out in the dark like amber diamonds on a jeweller's velvet cloth. This evening, however, was different from normal.
The cityscape was speckled with flashes as far as I could see - fireworks sparking briefly in hundreds of random flickers of peripheral vision that were gone almost as soon as I swivelled my eyes to see them.
The interesting thing, of course, is that no fireworks were going off within half a mile of the Houses of Parliament - sort of missing the whole point, really....
- Drib
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