Normally the Thames is a bit, um, ick. You know, muddy, brown, fast-flowing. Not inviting.
And then there was one night last summer, when it was hot, sultry, misty and the tide was low. And suddenly, you could see mirror-like reflections in the water. It was really odd.
Taken near Hammersmith Bridge. Quality of photos not brilliant – clearly the camera was weirded out as well.