It was one of those rare, perfect weekends in Old London Town. With 25 deg C and solid sun in an idyllic park in Wimbledon, I think at one point I actually said the words, “if it was always like this I wouldn’t need to move.” Obviously it was only temporary, a couple of…
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A bad day in London
Today so far has been one of those days in London when I just cannot wait to leave. 3 specific things, all occurred before noon: 1. Walking past a shop to hear some charming teenager saying to the shop-keeper “just don’t even talk to me blud, I’ll have to punch you innit?” Nice. How can…
My first ever post!
Hello world! My blogging hobby starts here. My wife and I are six months away from swapping our hectic London life for a new one in Portugal and here I hope to keep a record of everything as it happens. At worst, I hope to be able to refer back in years to come and…