A very dear friend came for a visit last fortnight and true to style we ended up spending most of our time eating and drinking in London. Despite its at times, well deserved reputation of the city where a tastebud is an abstract concept, we managed to entertain ourselves drinking and eating our merry ways… Continue reading So French…in London
Long days of summer
In the last few weeks I experienced some of the best summer days in this side of the world so far. Hardly a cloud in the sky for days at a time and I managed to get a tan while bumming around in the various parks scattered in central London. It’s amazing how much happier… Continue reading Long days of summer
A taste of London
Third week in London and all the moving around between different states of limbo made me forget about blogging. Take Taste Festival for example I went two weekends ago and barely had time to sit down and cull the photos let alone write about it properly. Strangely enough the weather remained sunny two weeks ago… Continue reading A taste of London
All packed up and nowhere to go
The longest day of the year is today and I can believe it. I’m typing at half past ten at night and even now, the sky is still a dusky purple. It’s hard to believe that a week ago I was still recovering from jet lag and a week before, I was back in Australia.… Continue reading All packed up and nowhere to go
London yarn bombing
If you are walking to work in London today and happen to see something resembling the wooly creation above, you might wonder what it is and who did it and why. The following clip provides a hint to unravel the mystery, but for more details go here.
What’s up duck?
Last weekend was partially spent visiting London Wetland Centre in Barnes admiring beady eyed fowls as they stared back with avian suspicion/ curiosity. I heard a while back that there was a wetland centre in London, but it did not prepare me for the fact that the centre was actually embedded within walking distance of… Continue reading What’s up duck?
What happened when Friday the 13th was the day before Valentine’s Day? Aside from the horror of heart shaped sashimi and (I suspect) a heart shaped axe being sold somewhere by a canny entrepreneur or two somewhere, the two rarely meets. On Friday I wandered down to London Bridge to catch a glimpse of a… Continue reading Freaky Valentine
Snow day part 2
I was hoping for another snow day today, but after watching the snow turn to rain it is looking increasingly unlikely. Like every other Londoner on Monday we were stuck at home with all modes of transport crippled to a halt. Buses were down, trains were canceled and the underground was chaotic. With so many… Continue reading Snow day part 2
Let it snooow
I was about to blog about something else when something rather magical happened. It snowed. Not the horrible, spity bits from the sky but proper fluffy snow. Even now as I look out the window, the ground is almost gone from view and every flat surface is now white. With such freaky going on we… Continue reading Let it snooow
Poor Anne Elliot
It’s Sunday and for once in a long, long time I have a whole slothful Sunday to myself to do absolutely nothing (oh aside from laundry, grocery shopping and other chores). It doesn’t matter that the sun is actually shining outside, I will not fall into the trap of feeling guilty for being indoor! I… Continue reading Poor Anne Elliot