It's not exactly London, but the 'burbs are close as the crow flies. No doubt I wouldn't have seen the moon so clearly from my back garden while taking the Ollie beast out for his evening potty break if we lived amongst the many city lights. It was glowing oh so prettily in the sky, so I snapped a pic of it. I would have sworn it had an orb of luminescence around it, but my middle-aged eyes see orbs around street lights, headlights, traffic lights, porch lights... you get the drift. I can report the moon was strong enough to cast shadows into the master bedroom that evening, so maybe my old eyes weren't deceiving me.