london
21 Jan 2026
I was 15 the first time I visited London and I've been a regular visitor ever since. It desn't seem to matter how many days I spend in London, there are so many things to see and do in the city, I never manage to achieve everything that's on my 'to do' list and this visit was no exception.
I look forward to my visits to the Victoria and Albert Museum and the Courtauld Gallery, but I also look forward to exploring new places.
My first full day in London was hectic. I'd booked tickets to the Cartier Exhibition at the V&A, tickets to the theatre and I had a dinner reservation as well. There was no time to return home in between each event so I used my time to explore around the theatre district, Bloomsbury and the Strand.
I love exploring the building as much as I enjoy the exhibits.
It's located in a small street flanked by interesting old buildings and this pub, the Friend at Hand.
I was too busy to eat it though and carried it around with me all day. The poor tart was a bit battered and bruised by the time I returned home that evening.
I was on a mission to locate the Post Building and walked around in circles before I eventually found the entry point.
A stand out feature was this view of the BT tower.
I had some time to kill before my matinee performance of Operation Mincemeat so I walked around Seven Dials.
I've been to Covent Gardens so many times but somehow I'd never made it to Seven Dials. I'd love to have photographed the monument properly but the base was obscured by a council truck.
After my very long day in London, I was bolstered by a midnight snack of apple custard crumble tart.
After my walk through the gardens I headed over to the Courtauld Gallery to see the Wayne Thibaud exhibition.
Somerset House is across the road from the beautiful St Martins-in-the-Fields and not too far from the Inner Temple Gardens where I was headed.
The prices at the cafe are unbelievably low for London.
I came home to have dinner and to collapse into bed because I had another big day planned for Day 3 in London. I woke to grey skies and rain and the dreary skies were an omen because the day didn't exactly go to plan.
I eventually made it to the correct gallery and I was allowed in albeit 2 hours late. Apparently people make the same mistake all the time.
On my last day in London, I arranged to meet an old friend in Hampstead for a walk followed by a spot of lunch. I did a bit of a ramble around Islington in the morning before I caught the train to Hampstead as it was close to where I was staying and to Angel Station.
It's 10 years since my last visit to Islington to photograph Folklore, a long shuttered shop, for my Shopshoot series.
It was too early for shopping but as I roamed around Islington I found it as charming as I remembered.
Entry to the gardens were free thanks to my friend's National Trust membership. I was officially her husband that day.
Then it was time to return home to pack for my journey to Zurich.



































































































