This view has been an inspiration, not least for The Demon Bride and The Last Dragon during my writing of The Witching Pen series.
Today is the first Saturday after bonfire night, and London is lit. It's beautiful. You don't have to go anywhere - many a year we've just stood at our windows with the lights off and watched a number of displays right across the capital, some of them amazing. Later at night, usually after 9pm, we see red Chinese lanterns rising into the sky, way to the west.
I've posted a two minute video below of the fireworks. I'm not sure why, because it's taken with my phone, you can't really see anything, and it barely captures a fraction of the reality, but imagine it in stereo surround, and all the shades sharp and defined, and then imagine it in panoramic. I wish I could record from my own eyeballs for you!
We have an astonishing view - have had an astonishing view - for eight years. This view is part of the reason we chose this as our home. It's a small flat - it's time to leave. And this is likely to be the last bonfire night we spend here, soaking in everything that is London from a distance; surrounding ourselves with the jovial, often hard, bustle, from the warmth and cosiness of our hearth. So I'm taking a moment to feel nostalgic, to feel grateful, and allow myself to get misty-eyed as I say goodbye to this majestic view that has made up part of home for near a decade; this vision we've been allowed to cherish ... I really will miss this.