Yesterday was my birthday. Everyone else was at work or school, and I wanted to do something indulgent and different – just for me – so I went to the Sky Garden at 20 Fenchurch Street.
Many years ago, I used to work in the previous office block which stood at 20 Fenchurch Street. It wasn't nearly so glamorous as this one.
When I stepped out of the lift and into the vast, glass atrium on the 35th floor, the views absolutely took my breath away. I stepped out onto the balcony and gazed across the river at the Shard and my husband's office. Then I noticed Tower Bridge, City Hall and HMS Belfast slightly to my left. I turned my head again and saw the river twist away east to the Isle of Dogs and Canary Wharf. In all, I stood on that balcony gazing at all of London laid out before me for nearly an hour.
Back inside the Sky Garden there was tea and cake to enjoy, steep gardens of lush, tropical plants, and then another hour or so of sitting in a chair, reading my Kindle and glancing up every so often to gasp at the view.
London at my feet, a good book in my hand, and a cup of tea by my side – what more could I want from a birthday outing?