Congratulations, World’s Best Cup of Coffee!Great job, everybody! Snow fell on London and our little neighborhood, Fulham, is covered by a not-so-warm blanket of fresh powder and ice. Funky little euro cars are a slipping and a sliding and it… Read More ›
Fulham
Location, Location, Wait What Was I Saying?
We apartment hunt like we are trying to lose a tail: speed left; u-turn and take the first alley-way; fix your scarf and engage the flashers (mind out of the gutter, boys); reverse back onto the traffic circle; mind the… Read More ›