On the train North, and I just lost sight of Ally Pally – the last significant London landmark on this route out of the city.

I’ve left London much as I arrived in it 7.5 years ago: inching along by myself under the weight of bags filled with every belonging I have that isn’t 100+ miles away; splashing out on a cab even though I shouldn’t, just to make the trip across the city easier. Continue reading “So this is goodbye” →