7/7 Attacks

The US has 9/11, we now have 7/7. But in the UK, 9/11 would be 11/9, because it makes more sense (to us) – day, month, year. Increasing unit size, in line with the INTERNATIONAL STANDARD 8601. But with 7/7, there are no such worries! We can bandy ‘7/7’ around at will, without any danger… Continue reading 7/7 Attacks

Back At Work In A Very Quiet Office

After yesterday morning was spent trying to contact people and figure out what was happening, Paddington station and it’s offices were evacuated at 1230. So we wandered (actually strode purposefully) down to the junction between Sussex Gardens and London Street, and pondered what to do. It had started to rain by this point. After managing… Continue reading Back At Work In A Very Quiet Office

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Explosions In London

From my office in Paddington station, you can hear sirens. We’ve been asked to put the blinds down over the windows. My Vodafone mobile is receiving texts, but replying doesn’t work. It’s not receiving any calls. I’m fine, but feeling a bit nervous. Info is a bit sparse. One colleague was on the Edgware Road… Continue reading Explosions In London

London Gets The Olympics

I heard the happy shouts on Paddington station from my window. London wins something! Wonderful, I guess. Not much of a sports fan at all, but it’s still cool. And the celebrations begin! Unfortunately, this means lots of crappy comedians, and the kind of people who email PM on Radio 4, will be telling all… Continue reading London Gets The Olympics

Number 73

I used to ride the 73 bus from Euston to Kings Cross when I was feeling lazy, or when it was raining. This here site is a journal dedicated to this particular route, and very interesting it is too.

My Baby Takes The Morning Train

There’s a small problem with trying to get a good view fromĀ Blackfriars bridgeĀ at 8.45am, and that is the trains. There you are, nicely seated, while around you people jostle in that wonderfully English way, without actually touching. The opening bars of “Good Times” byĀ SpiritualizedĀ is playing on the oldĀ MDĀ (single version, ta very much), the mist is… Continue reading My Baby Takes The Morning Train

Try To Look Cool

Friday evening straight from work, grab a sandwich, then to Kick, a cafe bar with a late license in Shoreditch. The place has a real South American feel to it, peeling paint, bright colours and football tables. These last give the bar their name. Real heavy ones too – battered aluminium goals, heavy frames, beaten-up… Continue reading Try To Look Cool

Look At Choo Choo

I was getting the train home the other day, waiting at Kings Cross Thameslink, watching the mice on the tracks. The train I wanted was delayed by about 20 minutes. Oh well. When it arrived, everyone squeezes on, but I manage to get a seat. We trundle off to Farringdon, then we sit there for… Continue reading Look At Choo Choo

Urban DK

Waiting to cross the road this morning, I saw that the nice silver jewellery shop by Streatham station has closed, to be replaced by – you guessed it – a pound shop! Like Streatham needs another one. It’s really depressing to think that a nice shop can’t make enough to survive in a shithole like… Continue reading Urban DK

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