East of London is not "joli joli" I admit, the houses mostly, ugly but people met real nice, of any color or origin.
He directed me to go to the women's museum as the Petticot lane was not open Saturday. I met also a group of young men and spoke to them, very differently dressed for the reunion, with others from the same fraternity (we finished university together long time ago, at least six or seven years)
They were saying good bye to one of them who was going to work in middle east and dressed accordingly already.
They posed for me, so here is the photo.