The London of my imagination is a nighttime city, a city of twinkling lights reflected in the Thames, of old-fashioned lampposts, of warm windows full of laughing people glowing into dim streets. Sometimes it’s even like that in real life. One night I walk home from seeing a show at the Globe and I feel … Continue reading
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On the Way to Work, Part 2
Series of short blogs about things I see on the way into work. 21 Feb 12 Second day of training Out of London. Nabbed a table seat for the first time in ages. Trying to look industrious. My route to the station takes me up Cleveland St to Great Portland Street station. I like the … Continue reading
First Snow
My uncle is visiting. Every pub we tried to go to yesterday evening was absolutely crammed to the rafters. Not surprising on a cold Saturday night, but still we soldiered on in search of elbow room at the bar and possibly, with luck, a place to sit down. I’m not even going to tell you … Continue reading
In a Merry Hour: Caitlin E McDonald 