RandyDandy, an American Expat in London

Pubs and stuff.
God bless the British:
I am helpless to resist
one more pint of ale.
One more pint of ale:
Can’t think of a better way
to loosen the tongue.
I composed the second haiku whilst on my third pint of a lovely summer ale called “Burning Gold” from Wells, the Bombardier folks. The last line of the first poem [...]

“Fucking benders.”
Our first British insult. Jay and I were verbally assaulted by a random passerby on our way to the Piccadilly tube station Saturday evening from the Admiral Duncan, a Soho pub made famous by a nail bomb attack in 1999. Jay was quite pissed and had grabbed my hand to avoid getting separated in [...]

It’s harder here than it seems, especially when the weather isn’t friendly. Yesterday was pretty ugly, so I stayed in. The train station is a 10 minute walk away, and daily ticket prices from here into central London are steep enough to make me reconsider frequent jaunts into the city to explore, photography, etc. Croydon [...]