London is really a collection of villages that have all been swallowed up as the city grew but each area has kept its own characteristics. You can jump on a tube from the centre of London and within a few stops be in the vibrant music scene of Camden, peaceful Little Venice, the hip East End, regal Westminster, leafy Greenwich, fancy Kensington or the variety of Notting Hill. Sometimes the difference between areas is so great it can feel like you’ve taken a weekend break to another city.
At any one time there are hundreds of shows in London, of all kinds. Just one ride down a tube escelator will expose you to adverts to at least five or six.
Apart from the obvious big West End shows there are the other big established venues like Shakespear’s Globe, a whole range of “off West End” theatre and alternative locations like that outdoor theatre in Regents Park. As well as theatre there are comedy nights everywhere and more music venues then you could shake a drum stick at, ranging from the tiny Aint Nothin’ But blues bar in Soho to The Royal Albert Hall. There are music festivals in some of London’s bigger parks and the annual Camden Crawl Then there are unconvantional shows like The Uncaged Monkeys, an evening of science based comedy and lectures.
You’ll never run out of stuff to see in London.
The lacrosse 1st team play on the out field of the main cricket pitch, which makes the best grass lacrosse pitch I have ever played on. There is also a relatively new floodlit astroturf that we train on.
The clubhouse is a little small considering the size of the gounds but has a certain charm about it. I’ve spent more then a few evenings there for a club social or on a Saturday night celebrating a win or wallowing in defeat.
We both made some good friends at Spencer.
Photo by wwwigz on Flickr. Used with permission.
I don’t see them very often, usually only later in the evenings, but when I do the tube mice always make me smile. They must be some of the cutest rodents ever.
Even though I was working on Friday it was still a great feeling to be in London on the day of the Royal Wedding. I walked through the crowd at Trafalgar Square and the atmosphere was contagious.
I know that many non-Londoners hate the fact Londoners act as though they live at the centre of the universe but it was a hard feeling to resist once I moved here. I grew up in Manchester, which isn’t a small city, and has plenty going on, but it does feel that so much more happens in London.
Part of it must be because most of the UK media is based here and I know things happen elsewhere but it’s hard to imagine feeling like I’m quite in the middle of it all anywhere else as much as I do in London.
I’m not going to miss the shops on Regent St that much, except for maybe Hamleys, but I do love the grand buildings that sweep around the bend from Piccadilly Circus.
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.