Here's a poem written by WotN in 1998, and remembering an earlier (1960s) period of our lives. WotN is the novelist and poet Adèle Geras.
Going to the National Film Theatre by Adèle Geras
You said: meet me on the other side.
And crossing Hungerford Bridge
it was always twilight:
electric stars switched on in the lilac sky
and the river flat grey or dirty brown
or green like old linoleum.
Never mind. I'll think it into silver -
Spenser's sweet Thames,
which ran, ran softly till the movie ended
and our loud metal footsteps took us back
over the bridge and down to Charing Cross.