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The London Years: The Rest is Noise (5 of 20)

As the symphony began there were only a few musicians on stage. The lights were down, so I knew the…

I used to commute in London with at least one book, some journal papers, two pens and two highlighters. Once,…

“What’s your name”, he asked and when I told him he turned around to his friend and said “Why are…

I was sprawled on the couch, hair and makeup professionally done, exhausted and half asleep. The production assistant was sent…

It might seem peculiar to start my 20 London stories with the rather traumatic story of Brexit but I think…

I didn’t move to London on a temporary basis. I moved – with all the certainty of a big mouthed,…

The comment I hear from people most often these days is that I look very calm. I assume that this…

This is not the story of the endless succession of jewellers we visited until we thought all rings looked the…

Very early on, we decided that our wedding would be just that. Ours. And even though that has not always…

Do you know how many mains the average Greek family cooks to convince the other family that they are hospitable…