[ad_1] As a Scot within the metropolis, I typically get homesick. It tends to start out within the run as much as Hogmanay and continues by way of January and peaks on Burns Evening. With saltires in my household texts and tartan throughout my timeline, the fiddle in my Celtic...
Julie Hamill: Karma at the MOTH Club
[ad_1] I’m allergic to east London. I can enterprise so far as Brick Lane for Tough Commerce East, however point out an occasion, gig or social gathering wherever past E8 and I really feel a Covid variant approaching. I've a Hackney good friend who feels precisely the identical means concerning...
Julie Hamill: Poignant pleasures of Euston station – OnLondon
[ad_1] The London rail terminus does not need for critics, but it has its consolations and its joys Once I’m travelling from Euston to go anyplace outdoors of London I’m at all times in a rush to get to the prepare. As quickly as I arrive, I search the departures...
Julie Hamill’s London: Writing where nobody knows your name – OnLondon
[ad_1] I can’t write at residence. I do know plenty of writers can and do, however I’m not one among them. The slightest floorboard creak, canine desires out, noise from the radio, door bang, cough, sneeze or beep-beep-beep of a reversing lorry and it’s over, laptop computer shut. The distant...