A Morning Walk
The man is walking to his local greengrocers stall. But this isn’t just any type of man: this man is a very intelligent type of man, and a very serious one. With each step he places one foot exactly 35cm ahead of the last just like he always does. This is his standard pace for [...]
Chelsea Charms and Me
I’m walking along the King’s Road with a galpal of mine, who, like me, is a recent mother, but also a wildly successful Primrose Hill restaurateur and a barrister to boot. ‘Where does she find the time??’, thinks me, who got a migraine thinking about the mere logistics when one of the other mums at [...]