Sunday, 13 September 2020

How did that happen?

It dawned on me last week that tomorrow I 'celebrate' thirty years in London.

Let that just sink in for a moment.

T H I R T Y.

How in the name of all that is precious did time slip by so quickly?

And when I say 'celebrate', I am mindful that whilst there is so much to be grateful for, this country has also become a global embarassment that makes The Muppet Show characters look like better contenders for future politicians than any one of the current mob pretending to govern this nation.

It is tedious enough to have to explain to others not here - or attempt to excuse, which I am looooong beyond doing - what the fuck is actually going on at present (Brexshit disaster, check; Covid mishandling, check; corruption, check; incompetence, check; blatant law-breaking, check), so I instead focus on what has made me remain in this city for such a lengthy period of time:

London itself.

Whichever way you look at it, whatever your views or your opinions or your beliefs or your inclinations, there is somewhere for everyone and something to offer for all.

I think I can truly call London 'home' now.

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