I like to think of myself as an all weather cyclist, but there is one thing that gets to me, cold fingers. I don’t mind

This is my Walthamstow. Tales, rants and meanderings of a proud resident of E17
I like to think of myself as an all weather cyclist, but there is one thing that gets to me, cold fingers. I don’t mind
With feet like blocks of ice and a semi frozen face, I stumbled in to Armstrong Audio last week in search of a warm cuppa.
Every day is a good day for books. Welcome book lover, you are among friends. Once upon a time….. You’ll find all three of these
When I was at school, I learned two things about France. The first was that the French word for cauliflower made me laugh, which got
As I get older, tea is becoming an increasingly important part of my life. I never touched the stuff when I was younger, but it
Our small dog has developed a pathological fear of Grove Road, the road that leads to the vets. As soon as he gets within sniffing