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, 25 September 2020

Lockdown and Beyond

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When it started it was sort of an adventure, we'd heard from the people trapped in Wuhan that they had been told it could be transmitted...
Thursday, 13 August 2020

Brewing Storm

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Yesterday's front never reached the back of our house - it remained for a while a ridge of building cloud when I looked out front but it...
Wednesday, 12 August 2020

Front

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There’s a hot wind blowing from the west, whipping up the clouds in the upper atmosphere - big and frothy with crisp edges picked out by the...
Tuesday, 22 October 2019

Tube Travelling 5

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Down and outs of the underground Everything hurts, face scarred, fingers torn and filthy, an empty coffee cup, held out as a container, begg...

Tube Travelling 4

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There are an unusual number of observers on the tube today - 3 out the 12 where usually it is just me. Everyone else lost in their world of ...

Tube Travelling 3

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Years of travelling the same route, then forced to redirect on the whim of the underground bosses - directed walkways and thought-through on...

Tube Travelling 2

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An ashy old man in an olive parka sits on the Victoria line holding a plastic bottle of water, his hand is twitching making the bottle squea...

Tube travelling

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The neurotic itchy people seem to pierce my eye more readily than the still calm people. Leg twitching, uncontrolled expressive faces, tics ...
Friday, 24 May 2019

Distressed Voting

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Never has it been such a difficult decision, faced with an arms-length of choices, it ended up being purely tactical, on the back of a numbe...
Wednesday, 15 May 2019

Pigeon

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There's a pigeon at the cake stall in Kensington High Street Station. One of those soot covered dark street pigeons that London has (alo...
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Monday, 29 April 2019

Perceptions of Colour

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Four youths waiting for a Victoria line train at Kings Cross are arguing about colours. What colour is this? They start asking for second op...
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Thursday, 25 April 2019

Longing

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She’s young, sitting legs crossed, arms up holding a mirror slightly over eye height colouring in her eyebrows, checking they are evenly fu...
Sunday, 21 April 2019

Zephaniah Trouble Thomas

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Zephaniah had to be rehomed today. Two male personality clashes. He couldn’t learn to behave.  I’m bereft. Hope it subsides soon.
Thursday, 18 April 2019

Waiting

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5 mins for a circle line train. Station staff on the tannoy calling for an urgent attendant to a “human spillage on the edge of platform 3”....
Sunday, 14 April 2019

Top Secrets from the Underground

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I don’t know many real secrets of the underground having never worked for them but I do know that at Manor House they have installed a new e...
Monday, 28 January 2019

Painting

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We have been painting. Continuing on from creating an homage to the Panther's mother we have kept going. For me its about learning to m...

Happy New Year (and its almost a twelfth over)

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I've been missing. Guilty. Two readers have now mentioned it to me. Sometimes I'm feeling like I have nothing to say, or nothing tha...
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Saturday, 25 August 2018

Leopold

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Six years ago I got two cats from a litter of my friend’s aunt. To catch the mice we were having trouble eradicating (didn’t take them long ...
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Monday, 16 July 2018

Reading Murder Mysteries

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So reading murder mysteries seems to make me notice the odder things in the daily commute - a woman who had her dress on inside out - labels...
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Wednesday, 21 March 2018

Playing people tessellation on the tube

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Crammed in Pressed up against the last man in’s backpack. Two people force their way on behind me. Small woman who can’t stand still and fi...
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