In full splendor for the first time since World War II began, London's lights shone again. Like hope, their return had been long deferred through gloomy phases of semi-blackout and brownout. But to many a bemused Londoner they were a luminous confirmation of all but incredible peace. Piccadilly coruscated with almost prewar brilliance. Whitehall glittered along its entire length. Down at the Embankment, the Thames shimmered a reflected radiance. And the lights did not come on only in London.
Up & down their island, Britons laughed and sang to celebrate a sight they had not seen in six long years....
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