Badged and tagged, but still wild at heart Genuine Londoners wait for a sign from the old clock’s hands Pub hours still ticking deep in the memories of a not so faraway past They’d all forego this digital age for a lukewarm pint of best bitter Photo Hugh Ardoin The London Londoners Gallery
Night is the refuge for the wild at heart It has some dazzling places under bright neon lights And long cloaks of shadows to hide the wounds of life It is a lonely hive where bumbling bees learn to fly To soar blinded by the lights and shrouded by the night Yet their wings will […]