This weekend, I grabbed my SLR baby and wandered along to the good Lord Mayor's Parade. Brollies were not needed but if you wanted to shoot at least one decent image, you needed a portable step ladder, a lens as long as Pinocchio's nose and elbows as sharp as knitting needles. Well, in certain vantage points. Luckily I didn't resort to such unladylike behaviour! Moir? Certainement pas. I just happen to stumble across the path of several riders and their steeds getting ready for the parade. Ahem, port and fruitcake at the ready chaps?
I know I've said this before but seriously if you are writing historical fiction, this city is perfect. In less than three minutes, dashing across backstreets, more men ran me off the roads on horses! The Queens Household Cavalry, the Lord Mayor's gilded carriage with the most magnificent coachman, and many other troops in resplendent finery. It was breath taking. I did manage a few pictures in between the gaping and the fruitcake. Some are before, after and during the parade, they may just inspire a new story. Enjoy!
|The Queen's Household Cavalry|
|The Lord Mayor's Carriage|
|Christ's Hospital |
(My favourite image of the day)
|Roman Soldiers stand guard|
|The Lord Mayor's balcony in the background|
Photocredits yours truly
A/N: Well the parade was fabulous, I didn't make the evening fireworks though, it was time to get back to writing. How was your weekend?