This piece of no-award-winning photography shows you what I gaze upon while waiting at London Bridge station for number 48 buses to convey me back to Clapton after visits to City Hall. I decided yesterday that I'm going to like The Shard of Glass. While generally suspicious of skyscraper incursions in London, this one is going to work for me: shiny, sparkly, cheeky, original and a bit kitsch.
As you can (just about) see, the real thing is starting to take shape behind the barriers. The credit crunch seems not to have halted its rise, which will cease at a pointy peak of just over one thousand feet - the highest in the capital. It's scheduled to be completed next year and will become Transport for London's new home. I'm planning to visit on day one. Will wave.