Climb to the top of Parliament Hill on Hampstead Heath and you’ll see a stunning view of the city.
But the best part is, that if you turn around and look the other way without moving at all, you’ll be in a different world, a green and peaceful place.
Turn to the side and you look down on what appears to be a happy little village.
Even in the rain, the Heath is lovely. This couple, with a typical English mindset, refuses to let the blustery rain spoil their romance.
It’s a place to gather your thoughts, to contemplate life, to take a few strong gulps of fresh air before heading back into bus fumes and Kebab shop smells of the city.
In a city of 8 or so million bodies pressing into small spaces and fighting for air, it’s unusual to catch one person alone and nothing but emptiness and a few trees and the greatness of a vast and open sky.
This little guy was there to have a rest as well. He just stood still, watching. Waiting for something. Or nothing.
If you stroll down the hill back through the Heath, there are some lovely scenes and wildlife to take in.
I stared at this bridge for a long time. You can not walk over it, but watch the ducks swim underneath leaving quiet ripples in their wake.