The nights are drawing in and the clocks go back in the UK this weekend, so it is apt that the #FriFotos theme is Evening.
As the days get shorter and shorter, and skies become overcast, you have to be quick to catch a beautiful sunset, but it’s worth it when you do. That ‘golden hour’ of dying light, which infuses any landscape, is understandably a photographer’s favourite, and at this particular moment of the year, for the briefest time, it’s just right to catch sunset-painted skies on the way home from work.Read More
I have been living in London for a month now, and while I love the rush of the city, after one trip too many on an overcrowded tube, pounding from dreary pavement into sweaty metal box, I needed some fresh air. So to Hampstead Heath I went. On a sunny Autumn afternoon, it was the most glorious place in all of London.Read More
On the morning of the fifth day on our Norwegian cruise, I awoke, surprised to find that I was not rocking in my bed, as usual. All was still. I threw on some clothes and raced up to the deck, to find that we had indeed already docked – in the middle of a city. This was Stavanger, a former European Capital of Culture, Norway’s fourth-largest city. But the whitewashed, wooden houses that I could see gave more of an impression of a small, provincial town. I later discovered that these buildings make up Stavanger’s Old Town, and it is certainly its most beautiful quarter.Read More
Myth, magic and legend – welcome to the Isle of Skye.
I’ve just returned from a week-long tour of Scotland and I have so much to share about the country, my head is spinning. It is without doubt, one of the most beautiful places I have ever visited. I’ve climbed a mountain, found my ancestral home, whale-watched and walked barefoot on a deserted beach, among other things. But the place which stands out most in my mind as I think back over this extraordinary trip is the mythical Isle of Skye.
I am a self-confessed history geek, so it is not surprising that many of my travels feature ancient sites quite heavily. I have a bit of a vivid imagination, so it doesn’t take much for a place steeped in history to come alive to me, particularly if it is a half-forgotten place, overshadowed by far more famous neighbours. So come with me to the highlands of Peru, the deserts of Argentina, the South of France - and my hometown. Are you ready to travel through time?
To travel the Starry-Eyed way, you don’t need much; just a thirst for curiosity, a good dose of spontaneity – and a head for heights. It doesn’t matter where I am; out in the desert, deep in a jungle, in the midst of a metropolis, or in a small town by the sea, there is one thing I just have to do in every single place I visit. And it involves going up.Read More