It’s great to be back in Brazil again and I’m greeted
with wall-to-wall blue skies.
During my last few days in London, staring out of
the hotel window across the surrounding roofs and chimneys of Paddington, I was
trying to decide which shade of grey the sky most resembled — it seemed to
me to be a cross between the dark slate roof tiles, and the lighter grey of the
lead flashing — a reflection of the landscape perhaps.
To be fair, it’s not exactly comparing like with like:
London in late winter, and Brazil in late summer, but there is an intense quality of light here that makes everything dazzlingly clear, a bit like looking through a 3D viewer.
