My Cultural Attaché has returned to London after a short spell in Poland and a longer one in the US. She is curating interesting outings paired with excellent restaurants.
It’s hard to know where to start. It’s gratifying when Bertie eliminates something solid close to a bin. It is less pleasing when I climb thirty-six stairs to bed with a PG Wodehouse and find I read Spring Fever recently.
This pair of lions carved of stone are at the base of the Queen’s Tower at Imperial College. Along with the rather more substantial tower they are the last vestige of the Imperial Institute.
The Palace Theatre on Cambridge Circus is a landmark no doubt familiar to you even if you are not planning on going to the Harry Potter show currently running.
Two words sure to put you ahead in Operamanship are giovane scuola. It’s most unlikely you will be asked what they mean but it’s as well to know, just in case.
Two Afghan wars in the 19th century are often quoted as a warning the Russians, then the US, UK and their allies and now perhaps China should have heeded.