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    The #1 TIP to help you get the MOST out of BOROUGH MARKET

    You walk between market stalls, eyes darting to and fro (as if watching a tennis match) whilst you try to judge the gourmet produce and watch your step at the same time. It’s a dangerous one-step, stop, two-step, stop, shuffle. You were smart enough to arrive early, but as 10:30am approaches on a Saturday morning the market become an increasingly claustrophobic crush of humanity. Babies squeal, shoppers amble past with bagfuls of vegetables and a galaxy of scents enter your nose as locals and tourists alike hurry to bargain with traders for the finest truffle oils.

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  • Only kicked off private property ONCE!

      A photo-blog with the alternate title – “25 photos that will make you want to explore Notting Hill” And an alternate-alternate title – “25 photos that will make you wish you could…

  • NEMOPHILIST

      Nemophilist (noun): A person who loves or is fond of woods and forests, a haunter of the woods. London is not renowned for spring weather or an abundance of nature,…

  • MARCH AGAINST RACISM

    18th March 2017 // London  Thousands of protesters joined together to march peacefully in defiance and unity. Together we can spark change.…

  • Youtubers try Physical Activity

    On Wednesday I fluked an invite to an afternoon at Better Extreme’s London indoor sports centre with a troupe of Youtubers. I don’t know about you, but when I think of exercise, internet types…

  • DON’T CATCH THE BUS TO BRUGES

    Just kidding. If you can see yourself having a good time: Tripping (literally) down cobbled streets, wondering how you could’ve gotten so lost with free hostel map in hand Drinking legitimately tasty beer…

  • 22 THINGS I ASSUMED TO KNOW BY 22

    When your annual celebration of expulsion from the womb rolls around, it’s deemed a good time to reflect on ~wisdom~ gained. Yet as your age inches upwards, years hurry around the sun increasingly fast…

  • Coping with Green Eyes

    I know there’s some bullshit saying about how all flowers are beautiful even though they’re different, but if flora she’d be a sunflower. I’d be some dandelion with half my wisps…