Here in Enfield we’re basking in the warm glow that can only be created – especially in the depths of February – by a council approving the first part of a local Mini Holland scheme!
Hurrah! Green Lanes (aka the A105) is approved. Each side of the road will have a two-metre, semi-segregated cycle lane …one that doesn’t peter out at junctions or bus stops or anywhere a little bit tricky … and provide an actually rather quite safe way to cycle all the way from the North Circular to Enfield Town. That’s one part of the scheme approved, and four to go. A cleaner, greener Enfield is in sight. Continue reading
I often find that, ironically, the most blogworthy periods of my life leave me no time for blogging. That was certainly the case in the run up to Christmas, when I neglected family, friends and church for the Mini Holland cause – Continue reading
So, the Cutester is now 9.
I know from previous experience, in the form of her older sister, that there is a vast gulf between 8 and 9. The truth was forced on me when I took the Redster to H&M Kids just after she’d turned 9 herself, and we found the shop divided into 0-8s … and 9-14s. I had to walk past all the Hello Kitty nighties and stripy tights and buy my little girl clothes from the teenage section. I was traumatised.
Everyone was out trying their new wheels when we went to Cardiff Bay yesterday Continue reading
This is the baby who was found, with his umbilical cord still attached, in the manger of a church nativity scene in New York City. Continue reading
Half term adventure in Wales: visiting Llancaiach Fawr – and even learning to pronounce it. (Say Clan, say Kayak, make Welsh phlegmy noise at back of throat, say Vow, make Welsh r-rolling noise with tongue, finish.)
This is one of those historical houses staffed with actual people from the 1600s, wearing doublet and hose and saying things like aye and nay and fare thee well. I love this sort of thing. (It may not be as trendy as immersive theatre but at £22 for a family ticket it’s a darn sight cheaper.) It was, we were told, the year 1645, the Civil War was raging and Colonel Prichard, the Puritan master of the house, was about to try a woman for witchcraft above stairs, if we would care to attend? Continue reading
Since I last posted, I seem to have taken up ‘vehicular cycling’.
There was a public meeting this week about the Enfield Mini Holland plans, and days later, I’m just starting to work out what was actually being said… Continue reading
Yesterday afternoon saw our first play street of the school year. It started off like any other play sessions. We had some lovely sunshine …
She did this for three hours on the trot, bless her
… and a facepainter provided an extra subversive element, by churning out a steady supply of pirates. Continue reading
No, but seriously?
There is a battle going on around here about the adoption of the Mini Holland proposals (aka a generous pot of money from the Mayor of London to increase cycling in outer London boroughs). Continue reading