The closing lines of William Wordsworth’s poem composed upon Westminster Bridge on Sept 3,1802, may have described an early morning scene in London more than 200 years ago.
Ne’er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will:
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; and all that mighty heart is lying still!
But for the last 14 months, the novel coronavirus pandemic has made 21st century London a much quieter place than the one millions of workers and visitors are used to.
As this period of docility moves closer to its end with the latest stage of lockdown lifting, the economic lifeblood of tourism pumping through London’s veins once again will be all-important.
The third stage of lifting lockdown curbs started on Monday. Among other measures, the easing allows people to hug each other and enable pubs and restaurants to serve customers inside.
With international travel so limited though, local authorities hope this year it is…