We had the attic room – my dream come true. I felt quite spoilt. It overlooks all the other houses, all looking the same with their ‘Mary Poppins’ rooves, chimneys and trees, going on and on in a patchwork quilt of shapes and colours. It’s quite humid in London, would you believe! The windows mist … Continue reading Day 1 in London: Thursday 14th, Aug 1997