Thursday, 30 October 2014


This little corner of the Internet has been woefully silent recently. Sorry about that. See, changes have been afoot.

It's become autumn. Which has led to a rediscovery of scarves and thick black tights (and then their discarding as the British weather plays tricks and suddenly becomes unseasonably warm on a whim.)

I've turned thirty. Which has called for cocktails and catch ups with wonderful friends and many slices of the most obscenely enormous and delicious cake.
I've started a new job. Which has required a lot of focussed energy and early mornings, and bidding farewell to my lazy summer spent writing in cafes and generally exploiting the freedom that comes from not spending all day in an office.

And in starting my new job, I've gained a new area of the city to explore. Which has required flat shoes, fresh notebooks and these little beauties.

In a stroke of madness I've also signed up for NaNoWriMo, and accepted the challenge of writing a novel in a month. So there goes November.

Things may continue to be quieter over here for a little bit. But you're staying in and being cosy, and thinking about Halloween and Bonfire Night, and watching The Apprentice, right? You'll barely notice I'm gone...

Back soon. 

Monday, 13 October 2014

September in pictures

Monday, 6 October 2014

The phantom railings

I usually walk around the city with a large pair of headphones clamped over my ears. Sometimes what plays within my little audiological cocoon is music, other times it is voices from a podcast or a radio programme. I like the sound of company on my solitary expeditions. But the other week I and my headphones were walking along near the British Museum, when I came across something that made me reach up and pull them down around my neck. There was something else I needed to hear.

There is a pretty walled garden behind Gower Street. It's one of those private gardens reserved solely for the enjoyment of the residents of a row of expensive terraced houses. The wall around the garden once had heavy iron railings around it, but these railings are long gone. During the war in Britain, such railings were often ripped out of their walls, and melted down to make arms and armour; reinvented as different tools for keeping people at a distance. Yet without the railings in place passersby can now peek over the wall, into the green garden within. 

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