Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Losing Our Pubs
Dave is still under the weather. He called in sick again today, which -- on the bright side -- means that Olga will have company in the morning before the arrival of the dog-walker.
I am still trying to get Christmas gifts figured out. I've ordered a few things and I think I have almost everyone covered. Hopefully it will all get to my mom's house by the 27th, when I get to Florida, but if it doesn't we'll cope.
I've mentioned before that real estate values in London seem to have gone insane, with people building mega-houses and mega-basements. We learned recently that our favorite pub in St. John's Wood is due to close, to be turned into a luxury residence, and that another pub we frequented there has already closed to face a similar fate. There's a campaign on to save the first pub, The Star, but the building has been sold so I'm not optimistic. When will rich people stop taking over the world?
(Photo: Streetlight shadows at night in Maida Hill.)