Ooh nice signage! Busby Place
Spotted this atmospheric sign on the upper eastern reaches of NW5?
The mysterious plaque on the South Bank has mystified passers-by for years
Other local galleries may be better known, sexier, or more on-trend but Queen’s Crescent’s Parlour Gallery is one that makes consistent effort to engage with the community and curate exhibitions with genuine local interest. And this is definitely the case with 10 Artists/10 Pubs, an original show by a new collective, The Ken-Ditch, which runs …
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There is such a thing as south of the river, Kentishtowners. And today I want to take you on a short stroll around Brixton, the much-overlooked manor that London has finally welcomed back into the fold. Brixton’s reputation – a little like its northern chum Camden Town – has, over the years, gone up and …
Mrs Kentishtowner really should stop ordering steak: she’s turning into her father, I moaned
Left to right: Chippy, Pepper, Hobbes. Otherwise known as the inaugural meeting of the Kentish Town Jack Russell Club (KTJRC for all you Women’s Institute types). And canine watchers will appreciate that approximately one second after this picture was taken, all three dogs were off, never to regroup again in such perfect formation (despite an …
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1. ‘Make every impression count. I once struck up conversation with a customer at my first job in London, waitressing, then saw him again two years later on a dancefloor in Ibiza. When he told me his name I recognised it from the music magazines I’d devoured as a young clubber in Singapore. We now …
2012 is not just about the Olympics; it’s the year that Kentish Town City Farm – the UK’s first ever City Farm – celebrates its 40th anniversary. Founded on a disused timber yard in 1972, it’s a four and a half acre site based in the heart of Gospel Oak, staffed by members of the …
Today we launch a new series: Secret Camden. No need for a Secret Kentish Town, of course, as that was basically the genesis of this very blog. Camden, however, is a thing of beauty for those in the know, but difficult, tourist-swamped and unyielding for many Londoners. So let’s give the cliches an almighty swerve …
‘The familiar landscape, transformed by snow, offered perspective to Mrs Kentishtowner’s thoughts. Parliament Hill glistened, a slippery toboggan run. Snowmen stood as proud as the birth of a new race. Footprints were like arrows in all directions, proof of routes taken, choices made. Was snow the great equalizer? Was that it?’