Hoover bag news
Within 12 hours of posting my complaint about the dearth of Hoover bags in Wandsworth, I’d had an email from a choreographer, and another from a systems analyst in Australia.…
24 kilos excess baggage
As I stepped on the scales this morning, I was delighted to notice that I have at long last managed to attain my comedy target of losing my British Airways…
Ballet queen
What seems like an age ago, but can only have been a couple of months or so, Chris and I were having tea at Morden Park Hall, and ambled into…
The magic Wandle
The trouble with the London Cycle Network is that you follow a route so far, then find that they ran out of blue signs, so you just have to guess…
Silent Dancers
To South Ken for the second time in one afternoon, this time to meet Dan & Kei for sushi, ramen & teriyaki at Saki in Old Brompton Road, which I…
London Bridges
There’s something about going over bridges that stirs profound thoughts that don’t have time to form clearly, or rise completely to the surface before the bridge-crossing is over, and that,…