Monday, May 23, 2011
Yes, it's true. Last weekend, John and I waved goodbye to our lovely, bright flat in leafy Maida Vale and moved on to pastures anew in a cute, two bedroom Georgian apartment in trendy, urban Angel. I'm trying to get used to having Sadler's Wells and a Reiss (along with plenty of my other favorite stores) on my doorstep and a plethora of restaurants to choose from rather than trees, kids on scooters and the same two cafes I frequent every weekend.
The differences between Westminster and Islington are apparent already - for one thing, the council is exceedingly friendlier here (setting up my council tax was like having a nice chat with an old friend over a cup of tea - literally, I had a cup of tea in front of me). And instead of yummy mummies exiting the door with their offspring during my morning commute, I am confronted by girls my age who look like they just stepped straight out of Grazia's Style Hunter pages. Cue intimidation.
Sadly, there won't be any more Tube Rants as I've been running/walking to and from work and getting to know the bus routes quite well (but not to worry - I'm sure I'll find something else to rant about).
So stay tuned - I'll be posting updates of the cool places I discover in North London and more adventures galore ... as they say, change is good.