‘Que Sera Sera, Whatever Will Be Will Be…’

When I woke up this morning, for a split second I didn't remember that yesterday Britain left the EU, the Prime Minister resigned, London and other places wanted to be a Republic and there was basically no Opposition. Like when you lose a loved one, in the first few seconds of the day you forget, and everything seems as it should be, and anything else is just a weird dream.  Yet as I opened the curtains and let the sunshine flood the room, I looked out the window at the early morning peace and quiet and noticed that usual knot in my core, present for so long, was no longer there. I felt a sense of openness and warmth towards myself and the world. I remembered what did go on yesterday, but today was a new day full of exciting opportunities. The first day when looking back is no longer ...

‘The Truth must dazzle gradually, or every man be blind’

Out and about on dull errands in drizzly unfestive England today, I thought back to last weekend when I was in Paris. The Dickens line, 'a tale of two cities'  has never seemed so accurate. Paris has always been my quick getaway for me time to reboot. I've never taken for granted the miracle that is Eurostar, to hop on a train in London avoiding airport mayhem and arrive in the centre of Paris in less time than it can take to get to Newcastle. I've even been known to go for the day, where a few hours tricking my senses with different food, streets and sights can make me feel like I've had a fortnight a million miles from home. How different these two Capitals have always felt from each other, and now more than ever after the recent killings in Paris. After a peaceful, relaxing and invigorating weekend we arrived back at Gare ...

‘You Only Ever See The Best Things In Life Out The Corner Of Your Eye’

By Saturday, August 10, 2013 0 Permalink

Shops are dead. Long live the shop! We all mourn the loss of the high street and criticise the rise in dull and soulless chain stores, but sometimes something comes along which makes you smile and hold out some hope and optimism. Last week I stumbled into a shop which does exactly that. Carpo at 16 Piccadilly is almost invisible stuck on what has become coffee shop central - that section of Piccadilly swamped on both sides of the street with one coffee shop after the other, both of large chain variety and small. Boring. So, as I was about to catch a bus I noticed out the corner of my eye a sign saying 'Nuts, Chocolate and Coffee'! Enticing enough. I stumbled through the door in my weak and peckish state on the search for a nice little healthy snack. Victor Pelevin may have written that you see the best things in life out the corner ...

‘A Tale of Two Cities’

I wonder what Charles Dickens would say if he saw London today.... I daresay not much, except maybe a request for a stiff drink. It is a popular rule to adhere to for the über -wealthy, that the three safe havens for their wealth in these rocky times are Swiss Francs, gold and property in London. The economic divide in Britain between rich and poor is discussed at length with commentators declaring that it has worsened and continues to do so. Certainly this government, and previous administrations have done little to turn the tide and boost regeneration. However, in my opinion the sharp and accelerated contrast evident in London is far more disturbing, and like many problems only now being brought to attention. Prevention being better than cure, it is now too late to address the issues associated with it. The FT talks about this as though it has only suddenly happened, but this has been ...