October 16th, 2017 | PersonalPlaces
Notes on Manhattan
Love seems to dictate where I live. I moved to London three decades ago to be with my then boyfriend. And I’m moving back across the Atlantic now for the…
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Love seems to dictate where I live. I moved to London three decades ago to be with my then boyfriend. And I’m moving back across the Atlantic now for the…
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Autumn in New York, the air is crisp, the sky a cloudless, cerulean blue, anything seems possible. It’s back to school, work, life. And entertainment. “The New Season” came out…
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I am crouched in the corner of my mother’s upstairs, unused, practically forgotten guest shower. Still as a statue. Kind of smug too. There is no way Freddie is going…
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Hi and Goodbye, Most of my blogs, I sweat over. But seeing as I have an 8am flight to Portugal and I haven’t packed (or even unpacked from my last…
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I was telling my talented stylist friend Nancy (who I will be blogging soon) that I was going to Milan, a city that I don’t know very well. You’re going to…
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I just bumped into a neighbour and we agreed how pleasant and tranquil London is in the summer. No one is here, she said. I can zip around the city,…
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Pack your sunscreen, notebook, pen, laptop and an open mind. It’s time to write. Vacationing while writing or writing while vacationing? Take your pick. Whether you’re a beginner or a…
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Last night my friend Carol invited me to listen to Sheryl Sandberg, COO of Facebook and renown Lean-Inner, speak at an IQSquared event in London. While I know who Sandberg…
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