I strike a blow for small dried black grapes in this modest, whimsical and ever-so-slightly-festive post
A hazard to traffic for at least 700 years, this block of tenements had a remarkable ability to survive the disapproval of generations of Londoners.
Can I find anything interesting about a 70-yard road which on the face of it has severely limited blog post potential? Read on to find out ...
In this post I examine the remarkable survival of St Giles-in-the-Fields almshouses, sited in what was for centuries one of the most deprived neighbourhoods of London.
A small courtyard just north of Ely Place in Holborn seems to have collected more than its fair share of fascinating myths and legends.
The Belle Époque produced some extraordinary London hotels. In this post I briefly consider the life and times of two of them - near neighbours in Bloomsbury.
Tales of disaster, shootings and musical comedy - an everyday story of a London corner.
The architectural style of a building can be deceptive. In the case of 252 High Holborn I know the truth that lies hidden behind the Portland stone facade because, dear reader, I worked there.
... at least for the observant historian. Oscar Wilde once said 'We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.' Sometimes, it pays to look more thoroughly at the gutter.
I am now the proud owner of a reader's pass for the British Library, a truly extraordinary national institution. However, extraordinary national institutions, operate in very strange ways.