Comments on: Lew Tassell’s Day Trip

By: Lynne Perrella

Lynne Perrella — Sat, 25 Jan 2025 16:38:31 +0000

Wait a minute! That LION !!!??? Could he possibly be related to the famous NYC Public
Library lions, “Patience” and “Fortitude”? These lions are the most charismatic beasts imaginable, and meeting “at the lions” is a popular thing in the City. I once arranged, pre-marriage, to meet my future husband at the lions, on Valentine’s Day. I stood, tap, tap, tap, in front of one of the lions. Unknown to me, he stood impatiently in front of the other. With all the lunchtime hubub of the City, we didn’t see one another. We each felt jilted. Harumph. Soon, I saw my oh-so-very handsome fiancée storming right past me, gripping a red rose. “Wait!
Wait!” — we both realized how silly we had been to not see one another, and we kissed happily –
under one of the lions.

By: Robin

Robin — Sat, 25 Jan 2025 14:47:31 +0000

Fantastic photos! Really bring back the flavour of that moment. I remember a particularly flashy tie in orange with hot pink and lime green flowers that I lusted after for weeks. No, make that years.

By: Mark

Mark — Sat, 25 Jan 2025 09:20:31 +0000

Great stuff lew.
Looks like you photographed the ten people involved in the swinging sixties. A really interesting look at the greatest decade of them all. Visited with parents in 1968 for the first time.Awestruck! Still in love as a tourist. I’d guess it looked pretty similar. Thanks all.

By: Annie S

Annie S — Sat, 25 Jan 2025 09:08:36 +0000

How interesting to see these great photographs.
Coincidentally, my friend and I visited London in the same year, at the same age and she took a photograph of me by the lions in Trafalgar Square!

By: John Fletcher

John Fletcher — Sat, 25 Jan 2025 08:09:03 +0000

Lovely photos, real gems!

By: Hugh

Hugh — Sat, 25 Jan 2025 06:25:02 +0000

Wonderful photographs. I bought a pair of platform shoes at that Ravel somewhere around 1974.

By: Pete M

Pete M — Sat, 25 Jan 2025 01:22:55 +0000

Brilliant set of pics, I remember walking over the old London Bridge with my Grandpa probably be around the same period,
I went in “Lord Kitchener’s Valet” a year or so later with my Mum, I believe they had another branch around Picadilly Circus, if I remember correctly,
I was only about 9 at the time.
In my dreams I wanted one of the classic “groovy” old bright red military jackets with the gold braid they flogged! obviously they were massively more expensive than my Mum would even contemplate, I expect I got a small trinket as a consolation though, bless her!