Where: Westminster Bridge

Who: Clod Iremonger

Alone, all alone in the dark. I’d never felt so lonely, as if I was all that was left of the world and all I’d ever loved or known had been smashed and was dead. I sang a little Iremonger song that we were taught to sing when we felt alone in our cold beds with just a nightlight for company, when a heapstorm was coming on, or just because a little noise seemed to help tame the darkness.

Help me, O help me candle light

From all the horrors of the night.

Keep me, O keep me this I pray

That I may see another day.