We were exploring the word BRIDGE as a connective, something that joins things together
This was once the workplace of women known as prostitutes
I love this blog, and this post especially as it is my area of London
Mothers with buggies jostled with militant cyclists. Idle students lolled on the grassy verges
My Lockdown leisure walks have taken me to every corner of the Barbican's concrete wonderland. Or so I thought...
The original street plan shaped the gardens you see today
It is an exotic place, an eccentric jumble of colour that never fails to reward
At the 'Sloaney Pony'
'He is originally from Australia and anally incontinent in front of a camera'
'Rishi is greasing a comfortable path to Boris's job'
A group of giraffes is called a Tower
I think I might have a minor obsession with Priss Fotheringham
The day started badly with an infliction of Taxi Toe