The house on Gunnersbury Park was the first place I lived in London and it was one of the filthiest and most unfortunate grub holes in the whole city. For a start, it was much too small for purpose. There were over 25 bodies under that roof and we only had 8 rooms between us – and that’s not…
Tag: London
Giving life the runaround
Of all the tortures to which an otherwise sane person could willingly submit themselves, there are few activities I dread and despise more than jogging. Everything about this most sadistic of ventures fills me with equal measures of distain and revulsion. And yet, as soon as I arrive home from work, I waste no time in…
Don’t Grow Up
For the past few weeks, the weather in London has been – what the Irish would describe as – “desperate.” Making my way to the work, a few soggy mornings ago, I caught glance of this shop front and despite the soaked and depressing concrete grays of the city at this time of year, it…
A stroll through London Bridge
The other day, I was due to view a new flat in Stoke Newington and had literally traveled across the city when I received an email from the advertiser informing me that the room had just been filled. Upset but never disheartened, I decided to make the best of the day and explore a part of…
Back in London
I returned to London after spending my Christmas in Bristol. Walking to Westminster Station, I took this quick picture of the Abbey with my phone. Such an incredible building. Follow my blog with Bloglovin
Insert End of an Era Cliché Here
I was in White City earlier this week and took a stroll by the building previously known as BBC Television Centre. With the vacant office lights off and the complex’s main entrance barricaded shut, I was put in mind of the occasion I visited the disused ship manufacturing district in Belfast City (referred to by…
The Everyday Amusements of London Life
The frenetic pace of London life can often lead one to overlook the bizarre quirks that make this city such an entertaining place in which to live. Employ a keen eye and you don’t have to walk far before encountering some amusement or other. Sometimes juvenile, sometimes ironic, always interesting, here are a few of…
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…
Travel Fatigue
The exact logistical requirements of a journey from my flat in London to my parents house in Ireland include a 2 hour bus ride, a 55 minute express train, an hour long flight (taken on a budget airline), a 30 minute airport bus transfer service followed by a three hour cross country train and finally…