As much as I’m a huge fan of London, I’m also a huge fan of leaving London. I find quite often that the city takes so much out of me during the week that leaving at weekends seems like a huge deal. And yet, whenever I do, I feel glad. Usually when I leave London it’s on a plane, or on a train speeding north through countryside I hadn’t even realised I’d missed until I watch the hills softly rising and falling through the pendolino window. This weekend was rare in that I ventured away from markets and museums and…

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This post has been inspired by two things: firstly I am taking part in HostelBookers 7 Super Shots, the challenge from the HostelBookers blog to post seven travel photos I’ve taken that fit into various categories. Secondly, the Ansel Adams exhibition at London’s Maritime Museum in Greenwich, which I visited last weekend. It not only allowed me to check out some of my favourite landscape shots of all time up close, but encouraged me to work harder on improving my own photography skills. It’s closing in just over a week, so get down there fast if you want to catch it…

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“Harry wished he had eight more eyes… There were shops selling robes, shops selling telescopes and strange silver instruments Harry had never seen before, windows stacked with barrels of bat spleens and eels’ eyes, tottering piles of spell books, quills, and rolls of parchment, potion bottles, globes of the moon….“ I was nine years old when Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone was published. It had just been awarded the Smarties prize when, as a treat, my teacher began reading it aloud to us at the end of a long day. By the time my mum came to pick me…

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