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