Not so long ago and not so far away, my father was my teacher. I learned from him in different ways; through lesson, observation and emulation. Amongst so many other things, he taught me to swim, I watched him work, and I copied his writing. His was a glinting calm presence, a wordless reassurance that … Continue reading Barefoot in the City.
Leaving Paris Charles de Gaulle airport and arriving at London Gatwick airport early on Easter Sunday.
I have loved this building since I was a young child and as soon as I discovered the name of its architect, I elevated Sir Christopher Wren to the rank of hero. This view is taken from the Cheapside approach, but the Ludgate Hill aspect works as well for me.
I am fond of Piccadilly and often spend time in Shepherd Market when in London. For the first time, last week, I looked up at Stratton House on Piccadilly and saw these plaques. They were unveiled on the building by the then Dutch Prime Minister, Jan Peter Balkenende, watched by grandsons of Winston Churchill and … Continue reading You Are Free!
At Covent Garden, London, in the South Hall of the Old Market.
Saturday night at Somerset House, London, by the seasonal skating rink.
On 1 April 2017, I took a stroll through Hyde Park at dusk with members of my family before attending the Spring Concert of the King's College London Symphony Orchestra at Holy Trinity Church, South Kensington, London. The musical director was Jonathan Lo, the leader, Rebecca Babbage, the assistant conductor, Igor Maia, and the … Continue reading A Spring Concert