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Last Spring, the sun was out, temperature rising, and the pubs overflowing with people. Clerkenwell is a delightful part of London, with pubs, character buildings, narrow roads, and large swathes of London’s Architects and designers making it their home. I’ve had this picture on my hard disc for a while, and it’s given me such joy, time to share it with the world!
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Where do I start? Boris bikes, cycle super slipways, crowded roads. If you ever cycled to work around London you’d know for yourself that there are 7 million of us. And somehow we’re all squeezing through the same tight roads. But what if you need to leave your beloved velo somewhere?
We all own two locks. My bike is electronically tagged. I didn’t wash mine, on purpose. The lights are detachable as a matter of course. Quick release fasteners replaced with nuts and bolts and the fancy paintwork covered up with shabby bits of inner tube so it’s less shiny and attractive than next bike. You need to keep you head down, not be noticed or prepared to be your bike dealership’s best friend. Hopefully they’ll steal the one next to you. Not that I wish anyone’s bike to be stolen, good gracious, no. But we all know that a bike will be stolen from this rack today, that much is certain.
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MDR (medium dynamic range) image of Lloyds Underwriting Room in the City of London. Iconic Building, streaming evening sun light, Nodal Ninja.
Why I didn’t get arrested putting down a tripod in the City beats me – London cops are known for harassing and intimidating photographers.
But hey ho, job done!
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Cycling Highways? Boris you should learn how to walk before you can cycle. London’s streets are in a state of disrepair that won’t go away by merely talking about “excellence”, “militant about cycling”and “world class” alone. Get the shovel out and keep the drivel to yourself.
Somehow I don’t think this kind of damage is going away by glueing down some coloured resin bonded gravel. It’s going take a fair bit of more work than that to turn London into a cycle friendly city. You can probably guess that I’m writing this because I’m angry somehow. And you’re absolutely right. A couple of weeks ago I was nearly thrown off my bike when I hit a severe pothole that broke my front rim in the instant of impact. My anger over the almost £100 I spend on a new front rim, tire and tube isn’t eased when these dirt tracks that London’s Mayor Boris Johnson wants to turn into “cycle highways” rattle the fillings out of my teeth. At times you can not avoid going over these crevices because of the traffic situation. Neither does appear safe to slow down when there’s a hoard of cyclists following close behind – so you’re left with no option but to brave it through these assault courses.
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The Majority of London
Marital Arts are in everyday use in London. Most performances are somewhat ungraceful, as most participants show up intoxicated to the performance. Only some events are recorded on the council’s TV network. “Best of” performances however are given a bigger audience on Crime watch.
Although frowned upon as a street sport, boxing is heavily incited by the same local councils who record the events on CCTV and go on to claim that they work hard to make their area “better”. Specially trained “wardens” are dispatched in large numbers around the capital and tasked with acts designed to boost the council’s koffers and get members of the public all fired up to hone their skills and engage in spontanious sparring matches.
Although we disapprove of the sport, a lot of have been tempted ourselves.
Tickets available from £100.
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The Majority of London
The newspapers are full of reports about young hopefuls practising their skills, we should be well prepared get a few gold medals!
Fencing:
What are our chances to bring home the metal? Comments!
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The Majority of London
Ha! Olympics I hear you say? 2012? No, us Londoners doesn’t need the IOC to tell us what form of exercise qualifies as a sport and more importantly if we’re any good at it! Decades of bad politics on both national and GLA level (yes Ken Boris, grow up!) are the reason, this place is a quirky (good), wiered (good, sometimes), rough (not so good) and plain aggressive and violent (definitely not good) as it is.
Let’s have a look at our first category, a sport you’re all too familiar with:
Our chances for gold? Tell me in the comments!
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As I travel through London on a bus, my eye aimlessly wonders across the façades and balconies, extensions, plants and the layers of paint that make London so rustic, charming and interesting.
And in between the pleasing and the grubby bits my eyes sometimes get to rest on these spots of paints, masked by advertisements, trees and the grime of nearly a century of motorized traffic. Flaking of the brittle, soggy base of decade century old brick and mortar are the traces of businesses gone by, in bold, big letters still proclaiming arts and crafts long forgotten. Who in this day still specialises in “Fountain Pen Repairs”, or advertises “Motor Coaches”?
Old Grandeur, hopelessly romanticized in those precious few seconds between the first glimpse of a sign, and when the upper deck of your the bus jerks to a halt in the monochrome solitude of a sodiumized street at dusk. [click to continue…]
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