Eye of the sun

We travelled down to a meeting in London through crystal landscapes, with the blipper feeling frustrated by a million missed opportunities. As we headed from Euston to Waterloo on the Tube, A had the welcome idea of, rather than heading straight to the office, getting out at Embankment and walking across the Jubilee bridge. After an early start and before being confined to a windowless basement room, we both needed some air and a morale booster. This view of the Thames with the London Eye and the Houses of Parliament is maybe one of the most photographed views in Britain, and as I was taking it the boat barged into the view.

We won't dwell on the rest of the day, except to say that as the train hurtled southwards, we were looking out for the fairy castle made of hay (well, it turned out to be a replica of Lichfield Cathedral in straw bales, but no less magical). It was almost hidden in the fog, and the light was still very subdued, but I did get one shot. Alas, after all the wind and rain of the last few weeks, it is now tumbling down, and one of its three towers is prostrate on the ground. It took seven men two weeks to build the cathedral at one fifth the scale of the original on land that was used in the 2012 national ploughing championships.