Natasha Wynarczyk

With just over 120,000 inhabitants, Iceland's coastal capital might seem small—but it actually had a big character, as proven by the very best things to do in Reykjavik. There's no shortage of fun sights and attractions, from trying out unusual national dishes such as puffin and boiled sheep's heads at some of the city's traditional restaurants to chilling out in a relaxing natural spring hotel or gaping at the natural wonders just a short drive from the vibrant city. The rugged, volcanic landscape around Reykjavik has long been a source of inspiration to many musicians and artists, including The XX, who recorded songs and planned a music festival there, and, of course Björk. Done something on this list and loved it? Share it with the hashtag #TimeOutDoList and tag @TimeOutEverywhere. Find out more about how Time Out selects the very best things to do all over the world.

If you spent the mid-noughties listening to nu-rave and indie, it’s likely that on a Tuesday night you would have backcombed your hair, squeezed into some spray-on jeans and taken the bus over to Soho. There, you would have queued – often in the rain – up the length of Brewer Street, desperate to step through the doors under the white rhinestone ‘Madame Jojo’s’ sign. Once inside, the real fun began. You’ll have danced to the Klaxons and CSS and downed £2.50 (yes, really) vodka and cokes until three in the morning. There had been a club on the site of Madame Jojo’s since the sixties, when Soho was a red light district run by London’s criminal underworld. It opened as a cabaret venue in 1986 by porn baron Paul Raymond, whose company published Mayfair magazine, the UK’s answer to Playboy. Before long, Jojo’s was the place to be: especially if you were a bloke that wanted a bit of slap and tickle. Photograph: White Heat As the years went by, the club was loved by everybody from students and London newcomers in their twenties to socialites like the late Peaches Geldof and Cilla Black – who once paid a surprise visit to White Heat, a club night which launched in the early 2000s and gave the former cabaret venue an electric new lease of life. But in November 2014, Jojo’s became the latest victim of Soho’s reimagining from a sleazy hotspot to a multi-million pound leisure area, when it had its licence revoked following a violent incident. A bouncer was alleged to have pulled out ba

With thousands of years of history, it's little wonder that London is known for being one of the most haunted cities in the world. We spoke to four people who work at some of the capital's spookiest locations about the dead Londoners who are refusing to leave their old homes and workplaces behind...

Lyle’s golden syrup recipe is top secret. It’s so top secret, in fact, that in order to even get access to the factory I’ve spent months negotiating and wangling my way in. It’s finally paid off – an employee of ‘Big Syrup’ has finally agreed to let me inside Plaistow Wharf, which has been making the delicious amber goo since 1885. Nestled behind West Silvertown DLR station, the huge grey factory is easily identifiable as syrup central thanks to the giant Lyle’s can attached to the side of the building – and the fact that as you walk closer you can smell the unmistakable sickly-sweet scent of burnt sugar in the air. At the entrance, there’s a stone carving of the slightly creepy Lyle’s golden syrup logo – a dead lion surrounded by bees with the legend ‘From the strong came forth sweetness’. The logo is something that would probably never get past advertising bods today, but golden syrup’s design has been unchanged since its inception, and the product holds a Guinness World Record for the world’s oldest branding. Before I can get inside the factory and see how the secretive syrup is made, I visit another location: Tate & Lyle’s sugar refinery, at the other end of what was once called ‘the sugar mile’. Local affairs manager Chris Abell meets me at the front of the refinery, which is tucked away behind a massive wall near City Airport. We change into hard hats and yellow tabards, and I remove all my jewellery, as he tells me that the company’s tin line churns out a staggering

Poland’s sprawling capital has a chequered history, including brutal Medieval warfare and occupation during World War II—and you can explore all that and more when tackling each one of the best things to do in Warsaw. This is reflected in the city's architecture, from Gothic churches to tall Soviet skyscrapers. Cooler than the more touristy Krakow, Warsaw has undergone a major foodie revival in recent years and has also developed a thriving art scene in the warehouses littered throughout the city. Budget airlines offer direct flights here for as little as £35 return—and, as it's Eastern Europe, you can expect to actually come home with leftover spending money despite living like a king while in town. Done something on this list and loved it? Share it with the hashtag #TimeOutDoList and tag @TimeOutEverywhere. Find out more about how Time Out selects the very best things to do all over the world.

In 2008 photographer Tom Broadbent was sent out on an unusual magazine assignment. He was invited to attend and snap some pictures at the Rather Brilliant Weekend, a London convention for the ’furry’ community - a subculture who collect items and media relating to anthropomorphic characters, and often dress up as them too, whether it be wearing ’regular human clothes’ with an animal head, or a full suit. ’As I came out of the cab and walked into the hotel lobby where the convention was being held, a six-foot wolf walked across my path and I thought it was pretty amazing,’ he recalls. After taking pawtraits (sorry) of the different furries at the convention, Broadbent came up with the idea of a project where he photographed them at home in their costumes. The result is almost ten years’ worth of work, titled ’At Home with the Furries.’   Smirnoff, a husky wolf plays piano in Southgate, North London     Now Broadbent has launched a Kickstarter campaign to self-publish a book of around 30 portraits of furries in various domestic scenes. From a border collie sat in his bedroom strumming the guitar, to a Welsh dragon chopping leeks in his kitchen and a fox and a wolf playing poker, his pawsome work makes the mundane look extraordinary. It took Broadbent around a year of going to furry meetups in London - which can sometimes attract as many as 200 people - and building up trust with members of the community before he began photographing them in their houses. ‘Now, many of them ha