“Three is a magic number, ya it is, it’s a magic number. Somewhere in that ancient mystic trinity. You’ll get three. As a magic number. The past, the present, the future, Faith, and hope, and charity, the heart, the brain, the body, will give you three, it’s a magic number…” – Blind Melon (if you fancy a little soundtrack to your photograph today then you can find this little beauty right here)
Henley On Thames is one of those rare places that has just a little sprinkle of magic about it. It is the sort of place where childhood dreams of talking animals and fairy woodlands might just (if you wiggle your nose and flutter your eyelashes) come true. There is more than a hint of fine English eccentricity woven deep into the fabric of the place. Don’t even get me started on the bliss of days spent drifting along the Thames in a little wooden boat, laden with a delicious feast of storybook proportions and a bottle (or two) of icy pink fizz.
In this series, I hope to show you a little slice of life in this gorgeous English town. (For more images in this series then why pop over to my Henley Days page)
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