7th January

I’m beginning to think the most difficult bit of Janathon will be finding a picture to post every day. I mean, what the hell am I going to post when I go to Yoga tomorrow? The camera on my iPhone is not great so I can’t take any macro shots and its awful at long distance. I looked like a nutter for 10 minutes trying to take a picture of a single yellow bloom on a gorse bush.

Fortunately for everyone, this little piece of social commentary presented itself right at the end of my run.



5th Jan

Last day of Christmas. Boo. For a fitting end to the 12 days, my sister and I attended a performance of The Nutcracker at the Royal Opera House. Although the seats were stratospheric, it was impressive (and yes, for all you ballet heads out there, I know The Nutcracker is dull, godawful, tacky, blah but I LIKED IT).

I had a nightmare getting in because Transport for London had decreed that there should be No Transport in West London, and as a result I arrived after curtain up but they found me a dark corner on the balcony from which to watch the 1st act. 

Here’s the view from my favourite bridge as we walked to the Southbank for a very late lunch




Then a lovely wander around the city in the quiet evening, 


discovering lovely little alleys


and hidden churches…and some not so hidden…


Finally ending up in Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese, which has been on its current premises since 1667, and still serves nice beer, has a fireplace and sawdust on the floor. 

Soz about the small photos – not sure why this is happening. 

January 2nd

A so-so kind of day. Still keeping all serious work at arm’s length.

This was a fairly routine little stretch out, with very little opportunity for pretty vistas.


Happy ninth day of Christmas!