I spent the bank holiday weekend in London.
The weather was perfect and I really felt like I was on holiday. I stayed at a lovely hotel right by the Tower of London and in true hooker style, I had to check out if it was suitable to work from ( it is ).
So while I was in London I managed to book a photoshoot with the lovely Alan Thomas of @Glamourlondon.co.uk . Ladies, he really is a saint. I am the worlds worse person when it comes to getting my photos taken. I can never relax enough, never know if Alan means my right or his right so I’m forever posing the wrong way. When he says twist instead of twisting I fully move my whole body. It’s like a really bad game of Twister except I’m in thigh-high boots and a catsuit. I am just crap at taking directions and understanding what they mean. Which is probably why I could never do ballet or dancing classes as a kid. But Alan has the patience of several saints and even on London’s hottest day he managed to take some amazing picture but that’s no thanks to me. So if you need a photographer who not only is very patient but also excellent with the camera look no further.
So while in London I did all the tourist stuff with my friends. I did the big red bus tour so I saw everything from Trafalgar Square to Buckingham Palace and the Tower of London. The bus tours are a brilliant way of seeing everything in London without getting lost.
I went to the London Eye and went to the top of the Shard. I also took a boat cruise from Westminster Pier to Greenwich which in the hot sunshine was amazing. The knowledge of London the tour guides have is pretty impressive. My favourite bit of London though Is the Tower Of London so much history right in front of you.
And St Katherine Docks is lovely lord of bars and restaurants overlooking the marina.
On a Sunday night I did relive my very wild youth and went to The Ministry Of Sound where Trever Nelson was playing the best of Hip Hop & RNB which is my kind of music and I rolled in around 5 am and only then because my feet were killing me. However, there is a downside to trying to party like your in your twenties when your not in your twenties the next few days I felt like shit with a sore throat a sniffly nose and a never-ending hangover and my feet were killing me.
So my night out clubbing pretty much cost me a week off work. A very expensive night out but worth it.
One of my lovely new photos