So last weekend saw a country-wide celebration of the Queen's Diamond Jubilee. By pure coincidence, I was in London at the time of the festivities. Read on after the jump to find out what the Jubilee looked like to me, covered in analogue, of course!
For a start, I am hardly what one would call a staunch Royalist. My opinion on the Royal Family is somewhere in the middle – they are a bit out of touch with modern life in real Britain, but they do bring in a lot of revenue in tourism. However, it did feel pretty exciting to be in Central London around the weekend of the Jubilee. London looked good – with union jacks everywhere and there was such a nice atmosphere among the millions of people who seemed to be making their way around town.
Despite the fact that London was very busy, I managed a cheeky night out with my friends on the Saturday, where we thought it would be a good idea to hire the bikes for a ride around town in the dark! (This was very enjoyable, if a bit wet!)
On the Sunday I was unfortunately so hungover that I didn’t make it into central London until 4pm the next day – terrible I know! But my friend Helen was enthusiastic as ever and made us join the crowds at Tower Bridge ready to see the boat pageant.
Unfortunately, as we were there getting ready to watch the boats go by the bridge, and with the aid of a giant TV screen, the heavens well and truly opened. The queue to get back into the underground at London Bridge was huuuuuuuge! So the closest I got to seeing the jubilee festivities was this.