There was a special deal at a reformer Pilates studio in Finsbury Park, a ten-minute cycle from where we live. A month of unlimited classes for a reasonable amount of money. Everything in London costs a shitload, though. Prices are inflated, doubled and even multiplied in some cases, compared to the rest of the country, so the Pilates deal seemed reasonable, despite it really not being that good. 

 

Anyway, Pilates…

 

The last week has brought with a series of coincidental bits of contact with friends in Canada and it’s thrown me back into the time I spent living there, pre-pandemic. Canada has been a big part of my life over the last ten years and, were it not for Covid, I would most likely still be living there as a permanent resident, which I became just before I left Australia to…

 
Inevitably, at this time of the year, I start looking back at what’s happened in my life since the last time January 1st happened. Time is a strange beast, divided into neat and strange segments of itself. A year is an important segment. The full turn of the season wheel, the ending and the beginning. 

 

I moved to London on December 31st, 2023. I arrived at 6am at Heathrow…

 

There’s a guy who frequents the café I now make coffee in in central London. I work for a company that provides the catering and hospitality for some of the biggest businesses in the city, including for an internationally renowned structural engineering firm which has offices all over the world, including in Australia. The café I work in is situated on the ground floor of a six-story building in Soho and…