As I told a fabulous new friend recently, I adore churches illuminated at night. They look so mystical, holy, entrancing, ghostly. I saw the one above at about 4am last weekend while strolling home, and it was perfect – a warm-ish night, some wine inside me, leafy streets, no cars and now this window to heaven glowing above me. All that would have improved things would have been a little of Islington band Life In Film‘s chilled-out, melodic and gorgeous music - pretty much the pop version of a hot-water bottle, only far cooler.
Life In Film - Sorry (mp3)