I had supper in Fournier Street. In the daytime its hyper genteel, a set of houses of eighteenth-century merchants from the 1720s, built by artisan developers. But in the evening, one gets more of a sense of as it was, with the tower of Christ Church lowering over the backs of silkweavers’ houses.
This is Christ Church seen in the dark:-
This is its steeple seen from Fournier Street:-
And from the garden behind:-
These are doorways in Fournier Street:-
Rooftops:-
And the garden:-
All this is about to be disturbed by looming and insensitive developments nearby, ie.
Norton Folgate and Brushfield Street.