After the best part of a month in Greece with clear blue skies and temperatures in the late eighties, arriving back in London was something of a shock. Autumn seems to have landed early and today’s “Summer” bank holiday was a total washout. Father Thames was perched high and susceptible areas, such as Chiswick Mall seen in these photographs, was an early casualty. There is nothing particularly unusual about flooding in this road—it happens almost every very high tide—but it’s a shock to the system after relaxing in the parched Aegean islands.
I took out the venerable little Leica X1 for an airing and was again impressed by the results. The Ricoh GR, which is a tad smaller and more pocketable, is arguably more competent. It certainly has more bells and whistles and is lmuch faster than the leisurely old Leica. But there is still something satisfying about taking your time with the X1. It always reminds me of using an old film camera. It looks the part, too, and draws admiring glances as it sports its silver Voigländer optical viewfinder.
All photographs taken with Leica X1