Tag: hampstead

Spedan Close (but no cigar)

This was an unexpected pleasure. I was walking the length of the River Westbourne, one of the hidden, largely underground rivers that feed into the Thames when I…

A grave concern

A dreaded sunny day So I meet you at the cemetery gates…. ….we go inside and we gravely read the stones All those people all those lives Where…

Christmas at The Spaniards

A cold foggy day in the deliciously dead period between Christmas and New Year when London, emptied-out for the holidays, takes a breath and relaxes. My very favourite…

Elementary

Fog fell on Hampstead Heath as I made my way towards The Spaniards Inn for a festive pint. Where two paths converged a couple of very old fashioned…