The 38 to Clapton Pond

Piers Morgan's pub in Earl's Court. Old Piers is looking well going by this painting.

Is it Winston Churchill? Or is it Matt Lucas?

Coach and Horses. Geddit?

is this Carol Vorderman's local?

Still our favourite – London's best pub sign on one of London's best pubs, the Three Kings of Clerkenwell.

Severdroog Castle – an 18th century folly near Shooter's Hill, south London

Back to normal after the festivities.

Emerging like Brigadoon.

In contrast to yesterday's pic from the past, a fast emerging new London on Bankside.

Hidden deep in the heart of Spitalfields, yet right next to the richest square mile in the Empire, a 19th century Jewish Soup Kitchen.

Near the site of the first Punch and Judy show in England, as observed by Pepys.

Graffito found on the Haringey/Hackney borders. It reads "Don't Worry. All The Problems Of Society Will Be Resolved." Not sure whether this is reassuring or chilling.

The River Thames. Brown by day, blue by night.

Georgian Spitalfields stands up to the modernity of The City. The Gherkin stands as a biased referee. My money’s on Georgian Spitalfields.

When the Coliseum Theatre opened as a music hall, it is said that there was genuine consternation among cab drivers who feared for their lives when approaching St Martin’s Lane lest the revolving globe above the theatre should come crashing to earth. St Martin’s Lane? This time o’ night, guv’nor? You’re ‘avin a bubble, intcha?

Once a pre-historic settlement, Horsenden Hill still plays home to cavemen – take this pair of hunter-gatherers armed with clubs and stalking their prey… oh, hang on, they’re playing golf. The view east is toward the two cities of Westminster and London. The Shard is emerging and The City is making a poor fist of trying to hide behind the Post Office Tower.

The Crystal Palace transmitter disappearing into the clouds on a heavy winter day in South East London

Hampstead is another country. They do things differently there. Even their street signage.

Which forgotten outpost of the British Empire could this be? An English Gothic spire looming over the hacienda? Where else but Kensington?