It started flying over Epping – yes, there’s a suburb of Sydney called Epping, but it’s not quite the same as Epping in Essex, although that is the origin of the name – past St Leonards, and North Sydney. Then you see the bridge and the harbour open up, before seeing the towers of the city, all lit brightly against the dark night. The Sky Tower a pin-prick of building surround by these great monoliths of steel, concrete and light. The only thing I couldn’t see was the Opera House – although that may have been caused by the distraction of everything else.

The only thing I can compare it to was flying down the River Thames late at night passing over the whole of London. Going to have to book more late flights – but perhaps not on a Friday night as it wreaks havoc on your social life!