Dear BBC

In the course of avoiding packing my suitcase in order to leave London in the morning, I was just watching your evening news broadcast. I’m offering my assistance in order to straighten out, as we Yanks say, your newscaster. He’s an awfully good-looking guy — you must know the one. I’m glad he’s so handsome Continue reading Dear BBC

Trying for normal

It’s hard to decide now how to get back to normal travel-blogging, but I’m going to try. Our taxi driver this afternoon assured me that Londoners are a bit used to “this sort of thing,” what with the IRA in the ‘80s and ‘90s. He said he was at the taxi rank in front of Continue reading Trying for normal