Howards End

The house in the book by EM Forster is not in London, it’s true, but some of the action is. The 1992 Merchant Ivory film, which I saw again this week,  has some wonderful London scenes in it, including Borough Market (filmed there before it was reinvented), St Pancras Station, Admiralty Arch and the Royal […]

The Caledonian Road

I don’t know the number for sure, or whether it’s still there, but in 1947 my father was storing a new born baby daughter in the top drawer of a chest of drawers in a bedsit or flat in a large Victorian house on the famous road to Scotland, in this distinctly run-down bit of […]

The Fall of Troy

Troy ruled his road for some sixteen years,  perhaps the smartest cat in that part of London for some time. When his owners went away, we often volunteered to feed him (such a good way to get to know one’s neighbours in any street) and he would come across the road and sit on our […]

Hamlet again

If Sherlock Holmes can play Hamlet, so too can Moriarty, his implacable enemy.  In fact, he – Andrew Scott – may well be better, bringing a strange, febrile Irish note to the Prince of Denmark as he falls to pieces in grief at the murder of his father and everything that follows. Now, I couldn’t […]

Faithless friend

London has been good to me since I first lived here at the age of nine,  and since returning at the age of 11 to stay, probably now for ever in one form or another. I totted up how many addresses I have lived at here, and it comes to thirteen roads, not counting hotels/B&B […]

It had to happen

It had to happen one day, but today of all days? A party political manifesto is published that includes a proposal that some have described as a dementia tax, and while musing about this in the kitchen I pour boiling water into the tea caddy and thereby waste 20 or so teabags at a stroke. […]

Sunday 2 April

We began walking from the new Blackfriars Station, high up there above the River. It’s now possible to sit at a table and look down on the Thames and the passing road and river trafiic in a rare example of a station cafe in central London that is ‘train-side’ of the barriers. I have fond […]