Sunrise, sunset

I work in a rather nice area of London. It's the kind of place where people go running in pairs (because one of them is a personal trainer), where dogs are walked by maids, where small girls are dressed like the Queen circa 1936 in tweed coats and bobbed wavy haircuts with little bows on one side.  Everyone is very polite and there's a great range of shops (as long as you don't mind only window shopping). The architecture looks beautiful in the spring sunset.

The sun bounces off the buildings above and really makes the red brick glow.

I've always fancied having a house with a turret. It'd be fun to survey the world from windows on several sides and sit up there doing something romantic like writing a novel or perhaps painting great works. Or just watch the world go by.

I like this strange facade too. Whoever designed it was clearly very keen to get as much light in as possible. It's south facing and I like the fact that they haven't tried to make it look organised, but instead just put in the windows wherever made sense for the inside. I wonder why the staircase stops though - how do you get to the upper floors?

I also admire the way that these two terraces meet. I like to think that there's some reason why the building doesn't just extrude round the corner as normal and, rather than try to disguise the problem, they just added an extra portico and popped a turret on top.

I watched the sun setting tonight from the top of Parliament Hill on Hampstead Heath with my friend Anna this afternoon. The tall buildings across London caught the golden glow long after it had disappeared behind our horizon (though it was far from dark yet - don't worry Mum). It really made buildings like Canary Wharf and the towers of Shoreditch look serenely beautiful - little stripes of orange in the dusky cityscape. I'm not one for skyscrapers really, but they must have had a beautiful view tonight.