Dear London, I’m sitting at my desk in a house that has been my base, nearly my home, barely my home for three and half years. Greenwich, technically Charlton, depending on who I’m talking to if I want to down play or up play where I live in you. Raised eyebrows in the holiday destination […]

Posted at 11:30 am on January 27, 2012 | 1 comment | Filed Under: Uncategorized | Continue reading

It’s hard to write to you when I’m not with you.

Dear London,  I’m sorry. I’m sorry I haven’t written to you, about you in weeks. Christmas bulldozed through your streets in afternoon alcohol breath. Cock eyed suits, merry high heels staggered in on trains, brief moments where commuter masks slip and collapse into giggles from 1pm mulled wine. Over this season into the New Year […]

Posted at 11:33 am on January 11, 2012 | Leave a comment | Filed Under: Uncategorized | Continue reading