Nomadic Emma

Regent's Park was on fine form on Sunday afternoon. The backside of London Zoo (seen through fences and hedges) was quiet aside from ...

When you live in a city that crawls with taxis, is built on top of a worm farm of snaking tubes, and is littered with an elaborate fusion of...

At the start of every summer, Londoners go crazy booking in events to celebrate the fact the temperature might push over into double figures...

One of the joyful things about London is her vast array of ridiculously named shops. Here's one fantastic example I came across the o...

Propped up against the sky, like a discarded bicycle wheel meant for a giant's ten speed.

Through all the seasons,  the rain, sun and snow,  it's the little things about you,  that make me love you so. (The tunnel...

In a fit of dissertation procrastination recently, I thought I'd do an audit of the contents of my purse. My friend Eloise almost hype...

It's that time again in London. A time of delayed trains, salted pavements, bad pun weather headlines, and dusting off your wellies. Yep...

This week has been a reminder to me about 'the art of growing up'. When you're fifteen, you have all sorts of ideas about how ...

This was New Year's Day. At least it was the second course, after the panettone and before the crepes. For that brief moment when I...