A reference to Sinatra perhaps, or the fact that I’ll finally join my peanut-minded brothers in arms in approximately 12 hours: either way I am New York bound today. And while I could have posted a whole gallery of strawberry-hued images of the string-lit Brooklyn Bridge, or a shopping list of places I might want … Continue reading »
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Foxy Lady
It could be because the last of London’s summer days have arrived, and the ludicrous blooms that hung over every wall, in every forgotten car lot, and creeped up every mottled brick wall are slowly yellowing, crisping in preparation for Autumn; or it might be that this blog, in the casual gaps between me updating … Continue reading »
First Love
Scott MacKenzie died yesterday, and so with him, a tiny piece of a tiny childhood. San Francisco was one of the first songs I remember listening to, lying on my purple carpet, on repeat. Wishing I was anywhere else – but chiefly in a commune in the Bay Area – as long as it wasn’t … Continue reading »
