Kefalonia sunset

Today is my blog’s 3rd birthday! And even though I’ve been neglecting it a bit recently, I felt it was only right to mark the occasion. So – not that I want to be predictable or anything – here are some photos of a sunset.

A Kefalonian sunset, to be precise, because I just got back from a week there to celebrate my friend’s lovely wedding. (I know, I know, the things I do for my friends…) I took many photos during the week, because it’s a ridiculously beautiful place, and there will be more posts on the way, so brace yourselves.

But here for now are a few of my favourite shots, taken on an evening stroll along the beach next to my hotel. I was the only person there, so I could have fun pretending to be a real photographer and taking loads of photos, each of them very slightly different as the sun crept closer to the horizon.

Happy Monday 🙂


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Photo Sunday: View from the Shard

Love it or loathe it, there are a few things you can’t deny about the Shard:

  1. It’s really big. 309m, to be exact.
  2. It’s now an iconic part of the London skyline.
  3. The views from the top are pretty amazing.

To be fair, I’d always just assumed the views would be amazing, because until today I hadn’t actually been up to see them for myself. If I’m honest, I was also irrationally delighted by the idea that you might actually be able to see where I live (the area, not my actual house) from up there. So when my sister Helen got me a trip for two to the top – try saying that three times fast after a glass of wine – for my birthday, I was pretty excited.

Typically, we’ve both been so busy that it’s taken us several months to find a day we could both do, when the sun was actually shining. But today, we finally made it to the top, and it was amazing.

Our plan was to go for sunset, but being a bit overenthusiastic, we arrived really early. Fortunately, you can stay as long as you like, so we ended up spending just over two hours taking between us about 400 photos of London by daylight, twilight and as darkness began to fall.

I don’t think I need to say any more at this point – you can see for yourself how incredible the views are. A trip to the top of the Shard is not cheap, but I do recommend it if you get the chance. (I wouldn’t bother spending £30 on the commemorative photo though, especially if yours is as terrible as ours was.)

And yes, you can see where I live from up there. We think.

Photo Sunday: Sark

I’m just back from a long weekend visiting my friend in Guernsey – my third trip to the island, but my first with my new camera. (Cue a lot of my friend standing around waiting for me, while I did my best tourist impression.) Unsurprisingly, I took a lot of photos – so many, in fact, that I’m going to spread them over a few blog posts.

Let’s start with our first day, Friday, when we went to one of the neighbouring islands, Sark. Fortunately, this was also the best weather day of the weekend, so we could see the amazing views in all their glory. And we didn’t freeze (or drown) on the ferry from Guernsey.

A few highlights:

La Coupée

A narrow, winding path that connects Sark to Little Sark, boasting some absolutely incredible views. Crossing it in daylight is one thing, but I wouldn’t want to try it at night; Sark is a dark sky island and has no public street lights, so my friend had some fun imagining the perilous journey home from the pub for Little Sark residents. Rather them than me…

Cream tea

Cream tea is a big deal on Sark, so much so that they’ve currently got a competition to find the island’s best. Sadly we were only there for a few hours, so we didn’t have time to sample them all – but we did enjoy a very nice cream tea at the very lovely La Sabonnerie hotel on Little Sark.

Window in the Rock

This is basically what it says on the tin – a window in the rock, framing a stunning view, and just inches from a sheer drop; I think I enjoyed it more than my friend, who’s not fond of heights. (I also couldn’t go as close to the edge as I wanted to, thanks to a semi-hysterical woman who seemed convinced we’d all die if I did.)

I’m not sure I’d want to live on Sark – it’s a bit too remote – but I did love it there, and would definitely go back, if only to sample some more of their cream tea. I also think it would make a great location for a winter writing retreat…

PS Technically the sunset photos are on the return journey and then back in Guernsey, but come on – I was hardly going to leave them out, was I?

Photo Sunday: Bank Holiday highlights

Woohoo, it’s Bank Holiday weekend! Is there anything better than a three-day weekend? (Apart from a four-day weekend, or five-day… You see where I’m going with this.)

This bank holiday has been a particularly action-packed one so far, in a great way. Starting on Friday evening, here are a few highlights…

First up, in an attempt to reach 10,000 steps on Friday as part of my ‘do more exercise‘ mid-year resolution, I took a detour on the way home. And because I came out the wrong exit at Westminster station, I found myself right next to Big Ben. And it seemed rude not to take a photo…

Big Ben in the sunshine

Then I got off the train at home, and needed a few more steps to hit my target. Fortunately, there was a pretty dramatic sunset developing, so I took a wander down to the river. I’ll never get bored of this view (although you might. Sorry about that).

Sunset over the Dartford crossing

On to Saturday, which began with a baby shower for a friend. It was really fun (and very pink), and there was tea. And cake. I’m easily pleased.

Afternoon teaStraight from the baby shower and on to a train to London for a David Ford gig. For anyone who’s missed him (which is most people), this is a musician, who my friend and I have been fans of for years. This is the ‘One-Man Full-Band‘ tour, in which David plays a multitude of instruments, breaks a lot of stuff – not intentionally – and makes pretty intense use of his looping pedal whilst singing sad songs and angry rants. It’s more fun than it sounds. Here’s a rubbish photo:

David FordDespite the best efforts of the train company, I made it home (although not before midnight, oops). And then today, my mum, sister and I headed back to London, to see The Merchant of Venice at the Globe Theatre. We love going to the Globe, even though it has the most uncomfortable seats in the world, and the play, which starred Jonathan Pryce as Shylock, was brilliant (if you get the chance to see it before it closes, go). We also realised as we were leaving, that we’d been sitting next to the director; fortunately we said nice things…

The GlobeOh, and bonus – I’ve been published! Here’s one of my other sunset photos, taken last summer, in the June issue of Dartford Living magazine, which arrived this weekend. Today – Dartford Living. Tomorrow – the world! (Maybe.)

sunset photoHope you’ve all had a great Bank Holiday so far. And if you’re not in the UK, sorry to gloat. But it’s Sunday night, and I don’t have to get up early tomorrow, so woohoo!