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 #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 #7

My breakfast – one banana (not too big); 20g of granola; 70g Greek yogurt; a handful of berries, and a huge mug of strong milky coffee – never varies. But I ate the last banana yesterday and failed to go out for more. No problem, I thought, I’ll get some apples from the tree, make […]

London Notes #5

This is the life: Wake slowly beside lovely new husband who goes to make tea and bring it back to bed. Get up to find the cat has finally eaten; refill her bowl. Have a leisurely breakfast before strolling over the heath to the village and farmers market, find a secondhand bookshop along the way […]

London Notes #2

We woke this morning to the kind of rain that breaks windows, and it hasn’t stopped for a second. So I took the opportunity of this house-binding (after working in the morning) to iron all my suitcase crushed clothes with the posh iron in the (dedicated) laundry room. Daily Observation #2 Money may not buy […]

London Notes #1

I’m doing something I despaired of ever being able to do again: sitting in my, albeit temporary, garden (see header image for the view from this table) typing, and smoking a fag. A parakeet squeaks, like a wonky teddy-bear, in a nearby tree. We arrived last night, plunging into the middle of a family preparing […]