TAFF - pg 33 Bill & Roberta Gray suggested that I really should get some night shots of London while I was there. That suited me fine! We went to Picadilly Circus & Trafalgar Square. I got some good ones that night. Things were a bit quiet in the hotel when we got back. Bill & Bobbie retired, so I collected a couple of fans or so & we went to Dave Kyle room & got him out of bed. I tried to talk him into going over to Paris with me & he was quite tempted. It was about 5 am by the time I got to sleep. Sunday, April 17, 1960 The alarm went off at 9. I re-set it for 10 and went back to sleep. Bill Gray took me to the corner at Marble Arch at Hyde Park. This is "Speakers Corner".. there, they sound off on anything they can get the crowd to listen to. With the aid of the different lenses I got some nice close up shots. One man kept his head shaved in order to show off his tattooed scalp. He's quite a gruesome sight on the screen! He was waving an American detective magazine which had an account of him in it & his prison sentence. I never did pay too much attention to what any of them were saying, for photographing them. There was one woman, who had a dog on a leash, that would get in front of a speaker and start singing in a loud voice, songs like Easter Parade, You Are My Sunshine, etc. Then she'd yodel, screech and holler in the damndest voice you ever heard! Bill & I laughed ourselves silly at this free show. Then as soon as she'd break up one speaker, she'd move to the next one; the crowd following along to watch & egg her on. I could see why she needed that dog with her. One man felt he got cheated in WW I and had a sign: "How The War Office Robs Inventors". He was witty and had the crowd laughing with him, not at him. The religious were there too, and all in all, I'd recommend that anyone visiting London include this on your itinerary. Bill took some black and white shots of me, here, and I'd get along side a speaker while Bill would pretend to look off elsewhere until we were ready for the set-up. Bill Gray writes: This just couldn't be anywhere else than Britain. Imagine what would happen if a corner of the Red Square was at the disposal of anyone at all to say what they liked to anyone that wanted to listen. (Did I hear anyone mutter "Revolutionary "?" Yet such freedom of speech is exactly what happens every day, and especially on Sundays, at the so-called "Speakers Corner" of Hyde Park London, just behind the Marble Arch.) Absolutely anyone is completely and entirely free to say whatever they like short of obvious obscenity, or technical treason. We went along on Sunday morning for a sample of the best free en- tertainment to be had in London, and that is exactly what it proved to be. There were some 15 varieties of speakers in action when we arrived, some on home made rostrums, some on plain kitchen chairs, and the remainder on their overworked feet. Around them in groups surged the crowds of sight-seers, listening here, heckling there, and generally drifting about from speaker to speaker having all the fun there was to be had for nothing.