So many parts of London are becoming generic modern visions of what modernity should look like (lots of glass and no personality) and it’s all pretty soulless. We found these relics on the way to the Shard, and I wish they’d keep more of them. It was my London anniversary this week (22 years!), and the city is undergoing so much change I’m worried about where it’s heading. It’s more and more a city for the rich, who buy up property only to keep them as investments with no one living there, so whole neighbourhoods die come evening time, when the people who work in the area leave for home. What on earth will it be like once Oomoo becomes an adult?! He’ll either be living with us for a looooong time, or emigrate (insert sad face) – which runs in the blood in my family…
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