“in Hampstead’s rush-dark pond where a lone swan sings without a sound”
Read More“I fondly recall the women scrubbing their front steps till they almost shone. And on a Saturday afternoon you would see the same women dragging their kids along to the local bathhouse for the weekly bath – no doubt scrubbed till they shone.”
Read More“The streets were deserted, the pubs pleased to see you, the smell of rum and spices filled the air from the warehouses that were still being used and the area was full of history…”
Read More“First stop, Papua New Guinea, where I got a job as a plantation manager – at age 20 – and ‘lik lik doctor’ (basic paramedic, fixer of machete slashes, snake bites and ulcerated sores).”
Read More“the head cats are at it, the jive is on, they’re in a groove”
Read More“when Mark Antony drank horse piss”
Read More“the name Kensington, it may well be the best, the most appropriate London placename of them all”
Read More“Hampstead is London’s skybox… from there they could see forever”
Read More“those little visuals can help us to unlock the history and the way an area has developed”
Read More“dogs, cocks, pianofortes and insipid men”
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