In the Aquarium
a londoner's life

I love my city because... It is constantly changing and yet familiar. Anonymous but friendly. Residential, industrial and entertaining. Fast paced with sedate pockets. I love my city because I am a Londoner.

Friday, 4 August 2017

Lunchtime City

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It's pleasant drinking coffee and eating a sandwich in a large plate glass window of the cafe. The window increases the warmth of the su...
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Tuesday, 25 July 2017

Eyebrows

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What's with eyebrows these days. I'm all for thicker more prominent versions than plucked to within an inch of their life. But we ar...
Friday, 12 May 2017

Birthday eve

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The man opposite is feeling the heat - his pumped torso stretches against his sweater, clearly ripped through the cloth, and his head drops ...
Monday, 8 May 2017

Painting

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We decided to paint three pictures of the Panther's mother to show at her funeral. We began on the weekend. The painting is a...
Wednesday, 26 April 2017

Time Passing in a Vaccum

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Sadly the Panther's mother died. A short stint at home after hospital, then a stay in St James' Hospice and a return to home. Life s...
Tuesday, 28 March 2017

Feeling

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The spring sunshine is semi-warm - coat is done up but benefits from a warming glow on the back as I walk through Holland Park. I can feel t...
Thursday, 23 March 2017

Commuters

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He wears a crisp white shirt with a black bow tie, black suit and black rimmed hat. Woman in a red dress. Next to me a lady takes a selfie f...
Wednesday, 8 March 2017

Space Oddity

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A grey day that started before the alarm went off. He couldn't sleep from discomfort, got up, did stuff. She lay in bed wishing he would...
Monday, 27 February 2017

Spring is nearing

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And to counteract such blatant irritability some signs that spring is coming

Pet irritations of work: Chewing

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Open plan office, long benches of workstations, people out of team sit together. Crisps. Nothing offensive about crisps really, apart from...
Thursday, 23 February 2017

Hurricane Doris

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Feels a bit like an oxymoron - all the power and threat of a hurricane but named after a little old English lady - perhaps she will slap us...
Tuesday, 21 February 2017

Books on the Underground

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Standing proud on the platform's emergency communication device was this book with sticker - Books on the Underground . It looked bran...
Friday, 17 February 2017

Morning Ritual Interrupted

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We were sitting at the bottom of the bed drinking coffee and eating cereal singing along to uplifting morning songs and watching the news wi...
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Tuesday, 31 January 2017

CHA.OS of A

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Issuing executive orders banning refugees from 7 countries including those with governments fighting against IS and others who are supported...
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Friday, 27 January 2017

Morning after

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The morning after the night before. (A festival of fun - started with watching an open mic comedy session at The Grove in Hammersmith - i...
Wednesday, 25 January 2017

Men waiting

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I think I posted this because it reminded me of a play - some modern thing with an ensemble cast. They were standing in such a specific s...
Thursday, 19 January 2017

Feel free

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Androgynous, can't tell if they are a young man or teenage girl. Hiding in sports clothes and woolly hat, small feet in black suede trai...
Monday, 16 January 2017

Tube talk

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"She wants to go theatre" "What does she want to see?" "Um.... err....", he scratches his head, thinking hard,...
Friday, 13 January 2017

Snow

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Of the London variety - after much talk all day yesterday of snow (weather claimed there was a 100% likelihood of snow by last evening's...
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Monday, 9 January 2017

Getting to work in a tube strike

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So I do work on the edge of zone 1. The opposite edge than where I live. The bus from home wasn't bad until it terminated early at Newin...
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