If I didn't make an effort to get out I could easily just stay at home and never leave the comfort of my three block radius.
But I worry I could easily become a female carmudgeon so
I try and vary the places I frequent.
Ironically, it sometimes makes me feel even older...
My friend and I decided to have a coffee here.
Which place below you say?
The cafe in question was the "Attendant" which is a converted Victorian men's loo.
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| The Attendant |
I had friends who rented just around the corner at Hanson Street twenty years ago.
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| Hanson Street |
When my friends lived here, it was NOT considered a chic area and there were definitely no coffee shops like this.
This area was not proudly referred to as Fitzrovia back then.
This area was not proudly referred to as Fitzrovia back then.
So I arrived being reminded of the passage of time by the gentrification of the area and this edifice which is normally well avoided by most being my destination...
I read the signs carefully
before I gingerly headed down the stairs.
The rope bannisters were a good sign.
The fake grass wasn't.
And I looked around.
Mind you the place has a capacity of about 20 people max.
her fashion and handbag anthology posts.
So I decided to start using some of the nicer bags in my closet that tend to get neglected.
