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…
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…
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…