After four and a half years of living in London I finally went into St Paul’s cathedral. After going along with one of the guided tours of the cathedral floor and crypt – with a lovely elderly lady with a great sense of humour I might add – I made the climb up into the dome of the building, first up to the Whispering gallery where I was met with the strange sight of people talking into the walls. In actual fact, they were testing out the acoustic effect, a result of the dome construction allowing them to whisper into the wall and be heard on the other side.
Another hundred or so steps up to the Stone gallery leads outside the dome where through the gaps in the stone, there were the most amazing views. Coincidently it was just in time for the sunset, so to make the most of it, I headed up further to the Golden gallery – the highest point of the outer dome – and got one last panoramic view of London for the day.
Back when I had my archive of blog posts, any old readers might remember this illustrated spread I worked on for a sketchbook project called 2 Pages, with the theme being based around what you would do with red.
It’s been a while, but the sketchbook finally made it around and back with the entire contents available to view here.
Back in August, I decided that Will and I should splash out on a nice meal out at The Clove Club because
it was a celebration, anniversary, any form of special occasion, I’d heard some great things about it and really wanted to go, cuing one of the most unintentionally extravagant nights out I’ve had since moving to London.
5 course menu, yes. Great bottle of wine, of course. After drink cocktails in the local hipster hotel? Sure.
It’s given me a taste of what it must be like to live like a cast member of Made in Chelsea but without the pretentiousness. Don’t make me leave this lifestyle, I can’t go back.