He’ll probably get off the train at Cannon Street or London Bridge. Along with his important AACCA documentation, his work clothes and sensible shoes will be tucked inside a cheap Fitness First day bag strapped to his back. On alighting the train he will go about unpacking his Brompton folding bike, tugging and screwing at… Continue reading London cyclist #1: The city accountant
Category: Society
London cyclists
What is it about London cyclists? In the space of about six months they’ve morphed from a few people commuting to work into a whole army of renegade road users battling for survival. Don’t get me wrong, it’s good for air quality and general congestion, but does it really have to be quite so aggressive?… Continue reading London cyclists
Play Up Pompey!
FA Cup Final, Saturday 17th May 2008. Portsmouth Vs Cardiff. The day starts with a journey down to Portsmouth on the South West Trains’ superb service out of Waterloo. Great station, quiet new trains with spacious carriages, £30 return. You can’t argue with that. People who moan about trains in this country usually listen to… Continue reading Play Up Pompey!
The crime of ink stained skin
The news is on, BBC. I haven’t seen it in ages and now I know why. A completely unrelated story focuses on a man with an England tattoo on his forearm. He’s done nothing wrong other than to offer some first hand evidence. Yet that evidence has already been doubted by the production crew, the… Continue reading The crime of ink stained skin
I hope protesters ruin the Olympics for the Chinese
The most depressing sight of the Olympic torch making its way through London on Sunday was those figures decked out in the blue and white shell suits. Having swapped tunics for disguises from JJB, the two lines of identical Chinese ‘Officials’ pushed and shoved their way passed anything that stood in their path. The ‘Officials’… Continue reading I hope protesters ruin the Olympics for the Chinese
Herosim is easy to deal with
I was reading a list of names yesterday, members of the armed forces who have died whilst serving in Afghanistan. Each one of them leaves behind a lengthy and complex network of friends, family and loved ones who will spend the rest of their lives thinking about them. With each death, the years of history,… Continue reading Herosim is easy to deal with
Industrial action is all any of you deserve
There are things in life that your ‘average bloke in the street’, so we are constantly reminded, is supposed to consider morally unacceptable. They range from wife beating to socialism, and from insulting Princess Diana (The Queen of our hearts) to supporting Arsenal. Elements of human nature, both intentional or unavoidable, that don’t bode well… Continue reading Industrial action is all any of you deserve
Floods! Which can mean only one thing
Floods! Which can mean only one thing. Canoeists! It’s almost as if the TV news is using library pictures from a bygone era when the obligatory grinning buffoon paddles in front of the cameras. No need to worry about the warnings of an appending climatical apolocolypse, no, not when you can get out in the… Continue reading Floods! Which can mean only one thing
The Tour De France in London
I have a new job in the West End, which means I’m great, but also means no more walking through Whitechappel on the way to work. Not that Oxford Circus is anything to rave about but it beats running the gauntlet of Brick Lane at 8.30 every morning. I don’t know why everyone goes on… Continue reading The Tour De France in London
East Dulwich: The death of community
Me and Mand went for a curry in East Dulwich the other night, it’s only been a few months since I was last there but even in that time the change has been startling. We used to go there a lot when we first moved to London and were living over that side of Peckham,… Continue reading East Dulwich: The death of community