Category: Diary

Nothing if not original, spent today, my 00th birthday in Westminster Cathedral. It was the annual London Mayors’ service, and was as usual very very impessive – just the building – erected in 1269 – the interior, the stall, the choir and then all the mayors in their robes processing behind their bearers with their Maces. It… Continue reading My birthday

Terrible week – and I just hate it when people just witter(!) on about their pathetic little problems.   Roll on Monday. This week has presented me with the two payments I absolutely loathe -congestion charge and library fines -stupidly slid into the western sone congetion cahrge aea while try  to avoid traaffic snharl up -0… Continue reading Sunday blues