As the weeks march on, I try hard not to think negatively about how our lives are going to change. I keep telling myself that this is what I want, to live in a city, to be close to everything, not to have to get into my car every time I need as much as a pint of milk. I crave the presence … [Read more...]
I must have been dreaming…
During our flat-hunting weekend up in Hampstead we had the good fortune to see another play at the Donmar Warehouse on Saturday. This time it was the turn of Simon Gray's The Late Middle Classes with Helen McCrory, Peter Sullivan, Eleanor Bron and Robert Glenister. I have to admit to an … [Read more...]
Round and round in circles
I am beginning to annoy myself. I bet I'm also annoying you my lovely readers, for which I apologise.But, as the Big Move date draws still closer we haven't decided where we're moving to. One day I think I've made up my mind and then the next I'm totally undecided. Naturally the location … [Read more...]
Scary is not the word for it…and what I wore.
Over the weekend, half of which I spent in sunny NW London, we got the news that our move from the 'country paradise' (called that by the local rag in their 'The House of the Week' -feature) is more imminent than we anticipated. This, I keep telling myself, is wholly good news and not at all … [Read more...]
Colourful London is the latest choice
OK, the decision's made: We're moving to London.Just joking. We still have no idea where our next home is going to be. Last week it was Helsinki, the week before Stockholm, week before that Portsmouth (a curve ball?), then it was Bath and a week before that London. It seems we've now come a full … [Read more...]
Sacred Made Real at The National Gallery
My day in London turned out to be all about bodies. My good friend and I started the day off at the 'Sacred Made Real' exhibition at the National Gallery. The impressive Spanish 16th and 17th century sculptures and paintings strived to bring the human embodiment of religious characters to life in … [Read more...]
How I came to be in England – Part 7
The Finnair flight to Heathrow in August 1981 was almost empty. There were two air hostesses and one steward, who kept me topped up with orange juice and water. I was nervous. I’d never been to England before. I was used to travelling on my own, but London was a big city to get lost in.As the plane … [Read more...]
Bad Hair and Book Club
Though it’s my daughter who’s taking the A 2’s, they’ve affected me too. I’ve not had one trip to London since her school ended almost three weeks ago. Nobody has forced me stay home and look after her, but I’m a mother and want to be here to support her and pick her up if her confidence wobbles. … [Read more...]
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