London

If you can find it through all its wigglings, the Thames Path is one of the most serene and beautiful walks in London, in my opinion.  I’ve done large swathes of it in various goes; […]

An alarm wails at 6.00 am in the autumnal city. Residents on the local housing estates come awake slowly. Are their flats on fire? No. A quick assessment of the noise: it is outside the […]

It’s been a while since I did this, but finally, on my way to stick-hitting, I went for a wander along Regents Canal.  The Canal used to be a vital industrial lifeline for London, but […]

I love the British Museum.  Love it love it love it. During GCSE Art, I’d go camp out in the South East Asian gallery and just draw stuff.  Not very well, I hasten to add […]

Funny how you can think you know a place and then, one not very special day at all, you look left and spot something completely different. Take Postman’s Park. I think I know the area […]

All praise to Londonist for this, which is fantastic AND sadly true…

When the going gets tough, let us not pretend that the ordinary bod on the street isn’t hit.  Let’s not pretend that it doesn’t leave its scars on our physical landscape and lives, ranging from […]

London in the snow is beautiful.  A black and white landscape, children playing in the parks, snowmen on the lawn, icicles hanging off the traffic lights and a horizon made magical by the blur of […]

I had no idea about this. Best thing to say – have a read of this for a phenomenon I had no idea about, but which I can sorta see happening all too easily. http://www.tes.co.uk/article.aspx?storyCode=6312383

And I say again… aaaaahh!  There’s nothing quite like getting a provisional bill for £11,700 from your local council for repair works to the council estate on which you live, to make you go…. aaaaaah! […]

London in that week before the clocks go back is a strange place.  You wake in darkness, walk to work as the sun… doesn’t exactly rise, merely as the grey cloud in the sky shifts […]

Alack, alas, my oyster card is… lost. This is a trauma up there with the day my third – not my first, but my third basil plant, the one I thought was doing really well, […]