Lights in the darkness
Dec. 22nd, 2018 04:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shewhomustTime to catch up with the pictures from our visit to the Waterpoint last Monday; which works quite well thematically as a winter solstice post, only one day late.
For a variety of reasons, our pre-Christmas trip to London this year was all quiet days and musical evenings, so there are fewer photos than usual. But GirlBear suggested that we give ourselves time, on our way to the Waterpoint, to see what had changed at King's Cross since our last visit, not to mention crossing the new bridge, and all lit up for Christmas. So here's the new shopping street, with the alluring name of Coal Drops Yard (because, err, that's what it was):
But that was later. First, Granary Square, where I wasn't the only person taking pictures:
I wonder how hers came out! And past the entrance to the Gasholders:
I still find it hard to believe in this as a place to live, but evidently people do: you can see the entrance here, and looking back from the bridge over the canal:
you can also see lighted windows. Turn sharp right off the bridge, and you are at the gates of the Waterpoint. It's a private club, so you have to phone from the gates for a member of the St Pancras Cruising Club to come down and let you in - which gives you time to think how atmospheric the yard looks on a damp December evening:
Making the picture monochrome was GirlBear's idea. It has a certain film noir quality, I think...
And here we are at our destination, with our host about to open the door:
For a variety of reasons, our pre-Christmas trip to London this year was all quiet days and musical evenings, so there are fewer photos than usual. But GirlBear suggested that we give ourselves time, on our way to the Waterpoint, to see what had changed at King's Cross since our last visit, not to mention crossing the new bridge, and all lit up for Christmas. So here's the new shopping street, with the alluring name of Coal Drops Yard (because, err, that's what it was):
But that was later. First, Granary Square, where I wasn't the only person taking pictures:
I wonder how hers came out! And past the entrance to the Gasholders:
I still find it hard to believe in this as a place to live, but evidently people do: you can see the entrance here, and looking back from the bridge over the canal:
you can also see lighted windows. Turn sharp right off the bridge, and you are at the gates of the Waterpoint. It's a private club, so you have to phone from the gates for a member of the St Pancras Cruising Club to come down and let you in - which gives you time to think how atmospheric the yard looks on a damp December evening:
Making the picture monochrome was GirlBear's idea. It has a certain film noir quality, I think...
And here we are at our destination, with our host about to open the door:
