We arrived one month ago. Hard to believe.

Today we went to the Inner Temple Hall to see another London's Burning installation, Of all the People in all the World.  This piece used grains of rice to demonstrate various, sometimes random statistics. Different amounts of rice were placed on sheets of paper for each data set. The amounts had to be weighed out. For example, they had one that showed how many children under age five die each year from vaccine preventable diseases.

Next to this they had the number of new cases of polio in 1998, another for new cases of polio in 2001, and 2006, and 2016. You could see the number diminishing significantly.

Another had the number of male artists in the Tate Collection next to the number of female artists in the Tate Collection. There were also sheets showing the number of prisoners in the world, the number of people who are born each day and the number who die each day. They even had one showing the number of people who were evacuated from their homes in the May 2016 wildfires in Fort McMurray.

You get the picture. It was very interesting and sometimes powerful. The information ranged from the political (Brexit voters with people who chose not to vote) to the mundane and random (a sheet with four grains representing the four women actors in the recent Ghostbusters movie). I had heard that there is a very popular British television show called the Great British Bake Off, but it was surprising to see the enormous pile of rice representing the number who watch the show.

Probably the most powerful one showed how many refugees there are in the world.

And, by the way, the leftover rice is being donated to a charity that provides food to those in need.

It was busy in this part of the city today because of the 120-foot replica of London in 1666 that was going to be set alight in the middle of the Thames at 8:30. Unfortunately the restaurants in the area didn't get the memo or didn't care, because it was difficult finding a place to eat dinner (this is a business district and most are only open during the week). We walked quite a while and found a pub that was packed to the gills.

From there we joined the masses who were gathered by the river waiting to watch the grand finale of the festival. It was nearly impossible to see anything, especially since there was a guy in front of us who was probably 6'8" or so. Once the fire began, he took photos and/or videotaped pretty much the whole thing. Near the end he missed seeing one of the steeples falling and I know this because he expressed his dismay. Oh the poor guy. He missed one thing--meanwhile those behind him missed just about everything. It didn't occur to him to let anybody stand in front of him for a while. Others in the crowd were giving up their places to those behind.

This was my view for most of the time.

But eventually I was able to get a few shots by holding my camera high above my head, and even a video.

We walked a fair distance before getting the Underground for home.