I’ll miss our sporadic trips to The British Museum and the awesome tours our friend Scouser Tom takes us on there. If you’re ever looking for him, that’s where he’ll be – marvelling at all the stuff we plundered in the name of Empire.
There’s nothing really special about it on the inside (apart from our cinema in the basement) but from the outside the Framestore office on Wells St is one of the coolest buildings around our little part of town.
Although Richmond Park is only about 8 miles from the city centre it feels like you’re in a country estate when you’re there. It’s a great place for a walk or a bike ride and cycling through it on the way to work in the morning is a great way to wake up.
When I set up this blog I was going to only use photos from my mobile that I took as I saw the things that I’d miss but one of my favourite photos that I’ve taken is of the deer in Richmond Park so I’m going include it here too.
The Algerian Coffee Stores on Old Compton St in Soho is the best place to go to buy ground coffee to use at home. I always have a stash on my desk too.
It is a pokey little shop with rows and rows of jars of coffee beans from all over the world as well as teas you’ve never heard of and coffee pots in every shape and size. The whole place looks like it has come straight from a Roald Dahl book.
With so many types of coffee to pick from it could be hard to make a decision but luckily they always have a coffee of the month deal, which I always go for.
You can also order online at: http://www.algcoffee.co.uk/
Nightbuses are awesome and the N22 is one of the best. It speeds through the night, whizzing us from central London to our front door when we’ve missed the last tube and can’t afford a taxi. And when we have to go out before the tube starts running, the N22 is still going strong the next morning.
None of the pubs around Soho are very big and there are no beer gardens in the centre of London so when the sun is out (or where there is no room inside) everyone takes their pint and stands outside in the street. I haven’t seen this happen anywhere else in Britain and I love the informality of it.