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…
Music, dance, IT, trivia. Not necessarily in that order.
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…
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…
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,…
Up the Opera House (twice in one week, my goodness) to see Sylvia. I bought the ticket off a student who couldn’t go, so I had a £59 seat right…
It probably wasn’t called Scoffers at the time, but it looks exactly as I remember it. I stumbled across it again recently, almost 20 years after first going there. It…
Some passer by thought I was mad – ‘You taking pictures of the tracks?’, but as I was hurrying down to Battersea this afternoon to deliver a CD, I caught…