Caption: Your ironic t-shirt is out of fashion as of 8:50am this morning.
What a completely fucked up day.
Everybody panicing, but trying to hide it. Everybody staring into space, contacting loved ones, surfing for more information, and then remembering to pretend to work.
Everybody, but everybody, walking:
I walked all the way home from Waterloo to Stamford Hill and it was knackering. But it did remind me why I love it here. I walked along the river, I walked through the City, I walked up Brick Lane, I walked through Hackney.
People, everywhere, looking perhaps a bit dazed, but getting on with it nonetheless. Still processing it all, still very much alive.