Tributary

I’m in the throes of preparation for our imminent trip to America. Which means I spend hours frantically making lists; trying on various combinations of my clothing (it’s amazing what you can do with half-a-dozen shirts; three pairs of jeans; two pairs of trainers, and a fishing hat); cleaning random parts of the house; and […]

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 […]

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 #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 […]