London in the sun is like heaven on Earth. A meeting in Clapham brought me back to the city yesterday and the atmosphere was exciting and holidayish. I was amazed to see the landscaped garden by the London Eye which was not long ago just a square of patchy brown grass surrounded by concrete. Maybe the Olympics is useful for something after all.
London is a place like no other in Britain. London accepts everyone; it’s liberal, cultural and seeks out the unusual, the quirky and the different.
For social engagements nobody is ever on time. The city is chaotic, but in leisure time everyone is so much more relaxed. It’s quite normal to get a text from someone minutes before you’re due to meet to say they’ll be late – maybe half an hour, maybe an hour. It doesn’t seem to matter, and for me that was a breakthrough.
I was always so concerned about keeping time, about being efficient, rushing around and getting impatient if things didn’t go to plan. I’m a different person since being in London. My friend’s going to be late? OK! Great! I’ll go and sit in a park and chill out. Maybe I’ll take some photos or wander around and find somewhere new.
I now understand that I was always meant to be in London, and I’ll always belong there. Even if I have to move away for a while I’ll always gravitate back. I feel lucky to have lived there for a year and hope I can move back soon.