London – It’s now three days into the big Siberian Blast and things look to be getting rather serious in certain parts of the country. We’ve taken a fair battering in London (and I expect there’s more to come), but not so much that I’ve stopped enjoying it just yet. I was strolling in the …
Tag: Chiswick
When we get going
Forget 2016. It’s gone. Done. C’est fini. A dead parrot. It’s 2017 now and things are going to change around here. For starters, we won’t be taking any grumbling from any of you lot. It’s time to knuckle down and get a move, especially you at the back. I can see you. Heads down, we’re going to…
A screen is not a page
Nobody enjoys a good pavement sign more than myself, so when herself and I came across this humourous curiosity whilst out for a walk on Saturday, I had to take a picture to share. Enjoy.
Scoping out the West
The search for our first place continues, and on a fine August Saturday afternoon it took Herself and I to Chiswick in West London. We had arranged to view a neat little one bedroom flat above a restaurant on the High Road and we’re excited about a change of scenery. We set on the idea of getting…
Harry Potter, Famous Dads and Stoke Newington
After two-and-just-under-a-quarter years, I have finally bid farewell to my pokey box room flat in Acton, West London, and moved into an altogether different pokey box room in the bohemian neighbourhood of Stoke Newington, North East London. The move coincides with my recent finishing of David Foster Wallace’s magnum opus Infinite Jest (a book that has single…
The Impossibility of Boredom in London
Although at times it can be a bit of a bummer (cramped trains, endless queuing, rotten winters, short summers, a disturbing obsession with class, the occasional damp personality), for the most part, living in London is pretty awesome. Before leaving Ireland to live in the Big Smoke, my Dad, taking inspiration from Samuel Johnson’s quip that…