London Notes #16

On our last day I woke up in bilious spirit, poor D had to raise all his shields, but full tranquility returned the second I walked into the Shape of Light, an exhibition of 100 years of abstract photography at Tate Modern. As I’m sure I’ve told you before, I’ve been taking photographs since I […]

News from Wigtown: Two Weeks to Go!

I’ve already said this, and I don’t think it can be said too often: the Wigtown Book Festival is twenty years old this year, and it’s set to be a tremendous event. The team have worked their little cottons right off to make this year an über festive jamboree of literary joy; there’s even have […]

London Notes #15

The day after Deptford it rained as if the sky could no longer contain its grief at humanity’s stupidity. But that was okay, because my sister and brother-in-law came for dinner, and to spend the night. She brought pudding, I roasted a chicken, and while it was in the oven we ambled down to the […]

London Notes #14

I began this post a week ago, left it to incubate – couldn’t quite get the tone right – and in the panic to make the most of our last few days didn’t quite get back to it. So here it is, incomplete and with its not-right tone still intact… D loves Indonesian food, it […]

London Notes #13

The Barbican is having a massive Dorothea Lange retrospective, naturally, we had to go. We took the train from Blackheath to London Bridge, which takes about twenty minutes, so we could pop into Borough Market for bread on the way. D is really enjoying being able to have good bread every day here, and we […]

London Notes #12

A fair – The Shows?* – is being erected on the other side of the heath for the bank holiday weekend, so we used it as a reason to take a walk after a sluggish morning. And I remembered to take my camera, so here’s what I saw** (and found interesting enough to snap): Looking […]

London Notes #11

Today has been a quiet one: sitting in the garden, moving from sun to shade to sun as my temperature gauge determined; gorging on Primo Levi; a side of Frank O’Hara, like a Harissa dressed salad, to pick at idly. But yesterday was a different matter. Yesterday I ventured to the centre alone, as D […]

London Notes #10

Saturday: I forgot to take any photos of the artist at P21 Gallery in King’s Cross making a huge, interactive, calligraphy on a red garage door. Or of bustling Kilburn High Road, where we went next, but zillions of the interior of Folkies, a music shop on that road:   But my camera brain jammed […]

London Notes #9

The day (Friday) turned foodie, quite unintentionally. We actually meant to have a healthy outdoorsy day in the woods, and we did start that way. Oxleas Wood is one of the few remaining areas of ancient deciduous forest in Eltham in the Royal Borough of Greenwich, in southeast London. Some parts date back over 8,000 […]

London Notes #8

I wrote this post last night then forgot to publish it! But that’s fine as I haven’t written anything today, I went to an aunt’s for lunch with my sister, and D braved the big city by himself. I’ll try and resume normal service tomorrow! Decided to return to Greenwich for a deeper explore, to […]