I met Lorna upon her return visit to Whitechapel where she grew up the early fifties. Although she left Black Lion Yard at the age of six, it is a place that still carries great meaning for her even ...

With a few bluebells in flower in my garden in Spitalfields, I was inspired make a visit to Bow Cemetery and view the display of bluebells sprouting under the tall forest canopy that has grown over ...

On Easter Sunday, we celebrate our dearly beloved Viscountess Boudica of Bethnal Green who once entertained us with her seasonal frolics and capers but now is exiled to Uttoxeter She may be no spring ...

Perhaps more than anywhere else in London, Oxford St is where the grief of the world can descend upon me without warning – especially when I make the foolish mistake of going in person to the West End ...

Fifteen years ago on a cold Good Friday, I attended the ceremony of the widow’s buns at Bow. The ceremony will taking place at 2pm today. Baked by Mr Bunn’s Bakery in Chadwell Heath On Good Friday, ...

Taking to heart the observation by the celebrated poet & resident of Aldgate, Geoffrey Chaucer, that April is the time to go on pilgrimages, each year I set out for day’s walk along the ancient Black ...

In the midst of life I woke to find myself living in an old house beside Brick Lane in the East End of London ...