Last weekend I went to North London with my boy Silas, to help my daughter Eddie move back to South London. And this was a Very Significant Thing. Not just because it involved a van and pizza, and a day with my guys, although all those things were perfectly lovely. No. It was significant principally …
In the first week of June, I broke three needles in the sewing machine that Miriam, Esther and Silas gave me for Christmas, and I stripped and rebuilt my bike. So I ordered more needles from the venerable haberdasher's William Gee of Dalston, got on my clean bike and went to get them. I tweeted …
I didn't do too well in the first lockdown this year and I spent too much time feeling purposeless and worried, not really about getting ill but about losing my job. One day in May I decided to go for a ride on my bike to see if it would help. I tweeted as I …