The grand old lady on the Thames is arguably as defined by her open spaces as her streets and monuments. And while we tend to think of London parklands in their verdant...
Oranges and lemons,
Say the bells of St. Clement's.
You owe me five farthings,
Say the bells of St. Martin's.
When will you pay me?
Say the bells of Old Bailey.
When I grow rich,
Say...