Firstly I was in London Bridge on Sunday for some performance art as part of the Spill festival. I love the venue, you enter via a small doorway on the concourse, tourists and commuters pass and look at you like you are plain crazy for knocking on a fire exit! You enter a long tunnel sparsely lit until you enter a large dungeon like room full of candles and second hand furniture with a quirky little bar. I would show you photos but it was performance art I was trying to look cool ... taking photos with my dinky camera was not looking cool!

So anyway went crazy and took photos of anything vaguely touristy around London Bridge before I entered Shunt for my performance art experience!

This is not London Bridge but the view of Tower Bridge from London Bridge!

My sister Edwina was giving me a bit of a hard time on the phone the other day about not sending photos home, particularly as her son (my nephew) Luka has just started asking where Aunty Harry lives.

So my plan, Ms Edwina and Ms Vanessa, is to start posting some snaps of London in the vain hope that you might start telling your children about their cool Aunty Harry who lives half a world away. I am concerned that I might enter into mythology given that I manage the trip home so infrequently

What follows is some snaps of my Easter weekend and I apologise in advance of my poor photography skills