One thing that’s really interesting about working in the city of London is you get to see all the places that get used in background shots while they do all their doom and gloom stuff about how it’s all going wrong. We’ll be watching the news about some new cock up, and instead of listening to the details, we’re pointing at the buildings in the background going “ooooh, that’s down the side of the Bank of England, that’s the route I take when I’m coming down from Finchley”. Lame, I know.
There’s often someone with a camera on London Bridge – in the mornings, you get film crews filming actors pretending to be businessmen, or shots of the floods of people crossing the river to get to the City, and in the evening you get tourists getting that shot of Tower Bridge in the dusk (and to be fair, it’s a cracking view and one that I’m glad I get to see every single day). But this week, there’s been much much more – a couple of crews getting the standard shot, but now joined with press photographers getting it too. This morning there was a group of about 20 bowler hatted actors, all in black suits, white shirts and red ties, storming along with us.
Of course, they got the pace completely wrong, and only walked very quickly, rather than frighteningly quickly, so they stood out a mile. And being London, not one person let on they were there, except for the odd tut because they were getting in the way.
I love this city.