Gems above the Thames

Tonight I witnessed the best fireworks display I have ever seen. It wasn't as big as the Independence Day display I saw in Manhattan, but it was far more beautiful than anything I've seen stateside. Gone were the smiley faces; the hearts; and the red, white, and bluish-purple pom-poms. It their places were showers of crisp whites, golds, greens, and fuchsias; blinding white flashes; and enchanting champaign streams twinkling with pure white specks. The pyrotechnicians working tonight had taste.