St Saviour's Dock

With the tide out.
Apartments round here cost millions these days.
A far cry from the squalid poverty of Victorian times.
On the left is Jacob's Island where Bill Sykes met his gruesome end in Oliver Twist. Dickens describes it:

"... crazy wooden galleries common to the backs of half a dozen houses, with holes from which to look upon the slime beneath; windows, broken and patched, with poles thrust out, on which to dry the linen that is never there; rooms so small, so filthy, so confined, that the air would seem to be too tainted even for the dirt and squalor which they shelter; wooden chambers thrusting themselves out above the mud and threatening to fall into it - as some have done; dirt-besmeared walls and decaying foundations, every repulsive lineament of poverty, every loathsome indication of filth, rot, and garbage: all these ornament the banks of Jacob's Island."