Category London

The shamrock goes to London

I probably have the world’s best-traveled shamrock plant. In the 38+ years of its life (its older than I am!), this plant has lived in Utah, Texas, Iowa, Arizona, Oregon, New York, Virginia, and Washington–and has traveled through most of the states in between. This weekend it ventured into international territory. I couldn’t move it […]

Ummm

So apparently in London it’s okay to go to a park and do “martial arts” with flaming swords.  And I thought people in Seattle did odd things….

Speaking of floral . . . Columbia Road Flower Market!

Streets full of all the cut flowers and potted plants your heart could desire.  Where has this been all my life and why don’t I have more vases? My flat now has traces of all the stalls I stopped at. Well, not all the stalls–just the ones I got to before my cash ran out and […]

I’m a sucker for pretty, clever things

I went to the department store looking for a set of dishes and was put off by the high price and boring aesthetic. I figured I would just get the basic IKEA set and move on. Then I stepped into In-Residence, the lovely little boutique across the passage from my flat. I met the proprietor, […]

Priorities 

When you’ve just moved in and don’t have dishes, bed linens or toilet paper, the first thing to get is a jar of lilies and a mobile.

Fire and fury

My landlady’s definition of a proper clean and my definition of a proper clean are not the same. I had her clean the flat twice before I moved in, and while the second attempt was a much more valiant effort, the bathroom still wasn’t habitable.  Because mildew. Even after two allegedly “professional” cleans there was […]

Almost chez moi

It’s official —  I have a place to live!!  Tenancy agreement signed, check-in inspection complete, and keys in hand.  And oh, what keys! The reader-of-gothic-novels in me got childishly happy when the leasing agent handed over two skeleton keys.  It just feels so, well, English of me to be living in an 18th Century building full […]