|District Line train going east at Three Mills|
|Three Mills at night|
Somehow it wouldn't be too surprising if a ghost-horse-drawn something or other rolled over the cobbles.
Round the corner, the canal goes south towards the A11, the Olympic Park and the lights of the new builds.
You can just about see the shadows of construction site cranes topped by the red warning light. The mist somehow transforms the space into something mysterious and subsdued after the clanging daytime hubbub.
We wondered whether that might be magically transformed by the mist too. It wasn't, so perhaps we can just pretend for a moment or two that it wasn't there.