I went to buy a loaf of bread on the Roman Road and ended up going on a long walk in the still industrial hinterlands of Bow, past the bus station:-

And the Fairfield Works which I could only admire from outside:-

I stopped to admire the statue of Gladstone which was a gift of the City to East London.   The matchgirls thought that a shilling had been deducted from their wages to contribute to its cost:-

His hands have been daubed red in their memory:-

I dropped down southwards through the wastelands to Bromley-by-Bow which I was pleased to discover have not all been tarted up with brand new estates, but still contain some old derelict warehouses:-

I particularly liked the café in the middle of an industrial estate which serves policemen cups of tea for 70p.:-

I walked back through the silence of Tower Hamlets Cemetery, undisturbed by anything except a distant aeroplane:-