Girona Cathedral, Spain on 18th February 2020 at 8.25am – by George Upton

“I’ve made a habit of coming to this spot – a seat cut into the far corner of the small elevated square in front of the cathedral – whenever I’m in the city. Apart from the pigeons, three stately cypress trees and the few tourists who stop briefly to look up at the imposing clocktower, the square is empty and still. The only sound comes echoing off the stone – voices, the birds taking flight – and, occasionally, from the road behind me, far below, as a car goes over the cobbles.

High above the city but enclosed by the square, the cypress swaying gently in the breeze, the thin blue sky – the sense of calm presses like a weight on my chest. It’s a place to stop and take stock, to reflect on everything that has passed since I last happened to find myself in this small, beautiful Catalan city.”