in an effort to get my blogging chops back up (obviously, it's been awhile), i want to talk about bill's and my recent walk to the chislehurst caves. chislehurst is a leafy suburb of southeast london that is, incidentally, not all that far from where we live in hither green. now, those of you who …
as i roll into nearly a year of working full time in central london, i have come to understand - and in some cases loathe - my commute. actually, most of the time my commute works like a well oiled machine, but there are still aspects of it that baffle, confound and annoy the shit …
i don't often get sentimental about new year's eve. i rarely, if ever, make resolutions. in our house, this night is more about hunkering down, having a nice glass of champagne and going to bed early, resting in the knowledge that tomorrow is just another day. this year, however, things are a little different. yes, …
i began this post weeks ago. i had great intentions of telling you all the wonderful news that bill and i would be moving to london in a little over a month's time. that my wonderful husband had secured a wonderful new job (with an energy news site off fleet street, no less!) and that …
