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Category Archives: London

Danny Wallace’s Cup of Tea

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Dear Danny,
I just wanted to send you a note to tell you that I was thinking about you.
I’ve got the kettle on and it happens that way. Whenever I go to make my second cup of tea (especially on a cloudy day), I think of your “another cup of tea and biscuits” moments from Yes [...]

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How to Spot an Old Soul

Thursday, September 18, 2008

The Universe sent me a message the other day. It said:
“You can always tell an old soul, Elizabeth, by how friendly they are to trees…

“…and dogs.”

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The Simple Life

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Straightforwardness and simplicity are in keeping with goodness. – Seneca
Colin and I went to Oconomowoc, Wisconsin this weekend for our friend, Andy’s, ordination. Andy is married to Aimee, my best friend. Aimee and I were maid/matrons of honor at each other’s weddings.
After years in London and our life now on the hectic East Coast, it [...]

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London Blue Sky

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Occasionally, when I am just drifting off to sleep, or while I am in savansa at yoga class, I have a sudden flash from my memory. It’s a sensory flash, like a living photograph.

Lately those flashes have been of London, of my home around Maida Vale,
and of the color of the sky and the light [...]

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Ma Vie en Vert

Saturday, July 5, 2008

With the window open, from my bed, the view is only grass.
It doesn’t matter if it is raining or sunny– from here I have my square of green framed in white. My life in grass.
In London, from the window of my office at Delaware Road — the first flat — my view was a damp [...]

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Reading “Out of a Clear Sky”

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

I am happy to report that I received my copy of Sally Hinchcliffe’s Out of a Clear Sky in the post yesterday. It is currently out of stock on Amazon proper, but you can buy it in the U.S. through Amazon booksellers. It took about a week to arrive.
Sally’s bio in the book is typically [...]

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Where My Thoughts Escaping

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

I am running back today, to London, for a quick breath.
I am looking for my feet and for my friends. For the tiny space of quiet in the corners, and the for the push of the people against my shoulders.
I am ready for the dampness and ready for the attention I need to pay [...]

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A Cold Day

Saturday, February 9, 2008

It doesn’t make sense, when the day starts with sunshine and ends, wet and unsettled, grey and cold.
It doesn’t make sense, when a friend comes. Rings the bell. Shines the light. Then disappears, shuts the door behind them, to seal in the silence.
It doesn’t make sense, at all, the emptiness of a womb, while the [...]

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Iowa in 2008: The Future is Already Here

Thursday, January 3, 2008

All my friends at The Warrington in England who didn’t know what or where Iowa is (”sounds familiar though”) are getting their quat-annual reminder today as my fair home state makes front page news internationally, including three front pages in the Guardian, The Independent and below the fold featuring McCain in the Tory Times.
As my [...]

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The Mark of the Bewildered Wild

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Now that I live with a mini forest in my backyard, I am seeing an odd sort of wildlife bewilderment reveal itself that I always felt nearby.
In London, it was the foxes. Whilst the debate raged in the countryside and in Parliament about the cruelty of hunting foxes with dogs, the foxes themselves (clever as [...]

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Memory, Paralysis and Love

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

or, How I Go On Loving London
After you leave, you can’t go back.
It’s good that London is old. It holds memory well. It bears up its edges, the mortar and the crust to take the dusty grime of memory and let it cling.
After something is smashed, it’s broken. There is glue, or there’s something bought [...]

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Where to Eat in Maida Vale whilst waiting for Gordon Ramsay and Holdings to get the Warrington Sorted

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Or… Hello, lovely Idlewild, so long dodgy Truscott Arms…
Somewhere between the time Gordon Ramsay circled the Warrington last autumn in his 4×4 and this week’s first big test match at Lord’s, the Ruby Group of London has SOMEHOW managed to buy, close, gut, decorate, and re-open the council-housing hangout Truscott Arms on Shirland Road as [...]

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What the pub did for me

Friday, May 18, 2007

At a pub, I learned the English are hard to get to know.
But once you know them, it’s hard to let them go. And they don’t let go easy. They are like old dogs. Completely faithful. But they probably won’t leap up when you come in.
In a pub I learned how beautiful cigarette smoke is, [...]

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Maida Vale is our Local

Friday, May 11, 2007

If you must leave someplace, you should leave it sad to go.
After we left our Randolph Avenue flat, we were desperate to stay in Maida Vale. It isn’t the best place in London, just as any single person isn’t the best person in the world.
No. Just like a person,

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The Bell Ringers of Westminster Abbey

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

Aimee came to visit me and, so, I did what I do when people come to visit… I made plans.
Came across a listing in Time Out London magazine (the website is useful, but nothing beats the actual publication… it is original, poignant and catches the exact tone of London’s edge. Not just a calendar.)
Back to [...]

Filed in British Culture, Europe, London, Music | Comments (0)

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