My Saturday morning was a carefully planned affair, up at 7am and out by 8 to catch the low tide on the Thames shoreline at Tower Bridge. I wasn't sure what to expect, but within 30s of reaching the shore I had found my first bit of clay pipe. My main purpose of going was to find driftwood, anything else would be a bonus.
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| Walking to Tower Bridge. |
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| First steps onto the shoreline. |
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| taken from under the bridge looking onto HMS Belfast. |
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I found loads of bits of pipe, and also midden bones (bones from animals that have taken on the hue of one of the most commonest items thrown into the Thames - poo ;) a couple of teeth, loads of pieces of tiles, and a few pieces of wood, which smell awful. In fact the driftwood smells so bad, I'm not sure I can use it.
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| Close-up of the 'beach', here you can see tiles, glass, shells, bits of pipe...and stones. |
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| Mud, Mud and mud. |
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I spent a few hours on the shoreline, and left with my bag bursting with pipes and bones, in search for a bacon sandwich and a coffee.
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| The sky looking mean and moody over the Gherkin. |
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| And at the other end of the city...blue sky. |
