Cold and grey, the blues by the gate…
As I turned around the corner behind St Giles church, Trafalgar Square, I could hear the heavy sound of a bass: dub reggae-style and a plaintive harmonica above the other prerecorded instruments. The unrecognised talent of street performers. This artist played his music with all his soul to the few who cared to listen.
Wassailing/Yulesinging takes place on Twelfth Night. In this occasion a large crowd of people wait for the arrival of the Green-Man by boat from further up the river Thames. On landing he performs the traditional wassailing. He then is received by a troupe of Mummers who proceed to perform a parody of George and the Dragon and contemporary England and politicians.
I have been watching an interesting character here in central London, Piccadilly, for weeks but never had a chance to talk to him. I asked him if I could take his picture. He was quite agreeable. One of the many interesting people in London.
