It is not every day that one has to decide which lens to prepare for a ride high above the capital, which aperture to think about and which view below you most want to capture, but for me today was a particularly enjoyable decision to be made. Settling on a wide angle and f16 I knew I would be perfectly fine. I would be happy to see any of John Betjeman’s story below me and try to steal a little of it.

When Dany Mitzman and I went to the Outer Hebrides in August to record our report for BBC Woman’s Hour, to accompany my book published by Frances Lincoln, we also made this report for Deutsche Welle Radio, featuring aspects of the business side to Harris Tweed. I was there in the background making sure that everything that I thought was important about the industry was covered in the report. I of course was the tour guide and helped Dany decide on who would be the key interviewees for the program.

Have a listen here:

The Harris Tweed comeback

Goodwood Revival 2011

If ever the phrase ‘in abundance’ was to be used it would be today here at Goodwood Revival. Lord March once again has struck his deal with God and the British weather provides glorious blue skies, where middle aged men are prodded by their wives with suntan lotion. Spitfires fly low and Maserati Birdcages roar round the circuit. Woman look gorgeous in their vintage (literally 1940’s and none of this 1980’s is retro idea), and gentleman revert to raising their seats when a lady leaves the table.  This is a time gone past, something the delicate playground that Lord March provides. This is the playground that my friends and I enjoy so.

Something by a fellow Twitter friend caught my eye this evening: news about Roald Dahl’s shed and how they want to raise £500k to move it down the road in great Missenden to the museum and fully restore it. Like Scott and Shackleton’s Cabins in the Antarctic, I am sure that piece by piece the items (toys, scraps of paper etc) on the table will be placed back exactly as found.

Getting onto a train with a large suitcase, a bag of Tassotti Boxes and a Billingham camera bag along with computer and cables is, quite a precarious event, especially when the train is a fair distance away from the platform. ‘Mind the gap’ as heard so often at London’s Bank station could not be more appropriate here.

Leaving Amsterdam for Maastricht this morning I felt a sense of longing to return. Having only had one evening of the atmosphere of this eclectic city, I was happy to know that at least tomorrow I will have the canals and architecture in front of my lens.

I am off to Maastricht today to begin the Boxing Project, with the Nederlanse Dansdagen festival.