365: Oxford Street
At least one generous soul remains on Oxford Street.
365: Caution: Red Light
The perception may be that Mayfair is all airs and graces (except me of course), but Shepherd’s Market retains an element of sleeze. It’s where Jeffrey Archer met one of his nemeses back in the eighties, and the trade continues here as it has done for hundreds of years. Which makes it an entertaining place [...]
Read more»365: Me and my Grandmother
To be precise, my Nana – when did this word fall out of fashion?
Read more»365: Meanwhile, back in Tooting
It’s a sign of the times for Tooting Bec and for real estate. The estate agent on the corner of Stapleton Road has subdivided, turning over two-thirds of its floor space to a non-chain coffee shop. For the record, I’d sell my property through Walker Wyatt (for the right price) – they’ve provided good advice [...]
Read more»365: Me and my iPhone
Another BA Club World toilet photo. I spend a lot of my life in them (alone).
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