We’ve just got back from four days visiting London and the Olypmic games. I had my misgivings about going. I had dreadful thoughts of over-crowded trains, losing a child or just getting the buggy stuck at the top of an escalator. Thankfully, my expectations were utterly confounded. None of the transport we used was over-crowded. We caught up with friends, went to the Olympics and discovered how child-friendly London can be.
It was like meeting up with an old friend and catching up from where we left off. Sure, some things were different: we now have two children and she had definitely smartened up a bit (wider pavements, more lifts, cleaner stations). It was a great reminder that my former life and my present life are not so far apart as sometimes I imagine.
Still my London? Well not strictly speaking, but it does belong to us all, doesn’t it, this capital city? Yes, my London, and just as lovely.