How I love Hallowe’en. During my childhood, it was easily the highlight of the year, second only to Christmas and birthdays (yes, OK, that’s third). Here in the UK, people are still getting the hang of it. There is much sniffiness over the fact that… Read More
I am looking for a new flatmate. It is sad. C is departing for exotic climes (climbs?) and now I need a new friend to live with. I’ve been doing interviews. The pattern so far seems to be that people come, look around, stay an… Read More
This morning I saw the woman who lives opposite emerge from her house dressed up like a Michelin man, calmly scrape all the snow from her bike saddle and handlebars, and cycle away. That’s hard core. In the newsagents’, a man with a Liverpool accent… Read More
I live in Queen’s Park, in north-west London. It is a nice neighbourhood (or ‘area’ is probably a better word). It’s full of affluent young families on their first or second kid, who can’t afford Notting Hill but are damned if they’re moving to Ealing… Read More
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