New York to London

Nah, I’ll just take a bike instead…

Or is London just happy to see me?

…of the tall two-legged monkeys who feed us and take us for walkies.

Oh, our trams will hit you, but you will be transformed into pretty pretty flowers on the tracks.

I’m looking for someplace cool, central, and cheap in London. Could be a flatshare. Could be a lodger situation. Could be a housesitting gig…

Pigeons be crazy for breadcrumbs. Or if you drop french fries on the sidewalk. Or just because it’s Friday.

I did not know that quirky was a real estate term.

I always hate it when the Christmas decorations come down. It makes a dark and dreary time of year even sadder.