Monthly Archives: July 2011

Slip Slidin’ Away

It’s a cool London Wednesday night and I am fastening my shiny Alanis shoes, perched on a chair in the dark, grungy, beer-scented space so incongruously known as The Dome. I have my usual ants-in-the-pants eagerness to be up and dancing … Continue reading

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Insatiable Miss Singleton

I stride purposely through the dusk past the bus stops and dog walkers of Camden Road, my pace quickening as I turn off onto a side street and head towards the green oasis flanked with tall, dignified Victorian houses which … Continue reading

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