Category Archives: Good Life
Blog 116 – 13.5.19…Now, now…
I love it when one of the tenants sends me a text. No I don’t…that’s rubbish. When I get a text late at night about an over-flowing washing machine or a broken light – it’s my job, but it’s not … Continue reading
Blog 115 – 29.4.19. Springtime talking and walking…
Spring is springing along as usual here in London. It was warmish, we put winter coats away…and then got them out again. It is the beginning of a new term at St.W’s primary and as a volunteer classroom assistant I … Continue reading
Blog 112 – 25.11.18. Dog day winter afternoon…
This is a day when I should have been feeling low. But somehow smiles managed to accidentally break out of me as I was coming home from church…and I got smiles back. I popped into a new local fashion boutique … Continue reading
Blog 111 – 31.10.18. The Matriarch of Riverside….
In my 20s, a few years after university, my housemate/landlord Robin, told me about a development of newly refurbished ex-council flats in a (then) near deserted part of London’s docklands called Wapping. Most of the docks had closed and the … Continue reading
Blog 110 – 5.10.18. The sheer Spanish, French, Chinese-ness of it…
Look…I’m not saying that London is some kind of ‘rosy haven’ of a place…well, except that when I do focus on the rosy haven-ness of it, it becomes easier to see more rosy haven, so to speak. And I do … Continue reading
Blog 109 – 20.9.18..a prehistoric cut above..
September is actually the New Year. I mean…it should be. It’s the end of the holidays and it’s when school starts. It’s when ones thoughts turn, pretty abruptly, from the frivolity of frolicking in sandals to the sturdy lace-ups of … Continue reading
Blog 108 -7.8.18..Roll out the soda, pretzels and beer…
I’ve got a stinking cold and sore throat…the kind you might get once a stressful period is over and you can finally afford to collapse in a heap… yes…we have a beautiful new extended kitchen…and yes, it was worth it. … Continue reading
Blog 107 – 30.6.18. And so we went…
And so we went….to Rutland. Never heard of Rutland? Good. We’d like to keep it that way. We escaped the building dust for a week by driving 2 hours or so north of London to England’s smallest county.
Blog 105 – 1.6.18. Like Beirut….
I remember from my youth that untidy teenage bedrooms, car pile ups, dodgy council estates or any chaotic situation would be described as ‘like living in Beirut’…i.e. a war zone….
Blog 104 – 13.4.18. Home wasn’t built in a day….
Shhh…look…just don’t jinx me by telling anyone. I don’t know quite how it happened…really I don’t. We have a….shhhh…great builder. Yep. They exist and they are right here in south London…shhh now. Don’t blab about it. Please. In case our … Continue reading
