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Showing posts with label London Life. Show all posts

Friday, 23 March 2012

The hunt is on at Canary Wharf: ‘Where’s Wally?’

Have you noticed all the big eggs around London? All looking a bit like this.

Well, from 24th– 25th March, Canary Wharf will be housing, or rather ‘hiding’, the elusive ‘Where’s Wally’ Egg – as part of the world’s largest egg hunt to date.

The Wally egg will be the twelfth Faberge Big Egg in the Canary Wharf area, but only for two days before it roams once more. Wally moves location every few days and is worth double entries in the Diamond Jubilee Egg Competition due to his mysterious nature. Wally is the only roaming egg in the hunt, having already popped up in all areas of London including The Tower of London and The Royal Opera House. This wandering egg has sparked much attention from families all over the capital. Can you spot him? Come and join the hunt at Canary Wharf.

Saturday, 10 March 2012

Attending the launch night of 'Elizabeth Avenue'

Thursday night saw the launch of the very exciting new stories for children based on a group of cats and dogs that live together on Elizabeth Avenue, in North London.



On arrival we were treated to Champagne and canapes at the marvellous Screen on the Green cinema in Islington, which has a bar at the back of the cinema and amazing sofa seats!

Amanda Evans, Series Creator, opened the evening explaining her inspiration and the idea behind the characters and stories, sharing some wonderful photos.


She introduced Rafi Nizam, Character Designer, who brought her characters to life. He took us through the process of looking at actual photos of each type of animal and then how he turns that into a cartoon like image and how to bring the individual personality traits in.

Finally, we heard from King Bee entertainment, who over the past 4 years have taken the characters, stories and illustrations and brought them to life.


This wonderful animation, as well as warming the hearts of all the adults in the room, tackles some serious issues that children might face, but with a fun approach that they will learn. Alfie, for instance, is new to the Avenue and has moved from the country and Trampas, the star of the short clip above, is a bit of a misfit.

For more information visit http://www.elizabethavenue.co.uk/

Thursday, 2 February 2012

Canary Wharf Sports Personality of the Year Awards

Tonight saw the prestigious 12th annual Sports Personality of the Year Awards, at the East Wintergarden in Canary Wharf.

People of all ages and backgrounds joined together to celebrate the commitment and achievements of local sporting talent.


Hosted by Canary Wharf Group PLC and hearing from John Garwood and Cormac Crann, the audience showed appreciation for the individual and team contributions to sports and community development.


Kaos Football provided some world record breaking 'keepy-uppy' entertainment, also getting the audience, local MP Jim Fitzpatrick and celeb Tommy 'Garden Force' Walsh involved in a special trick.

We also heard inspiring stories from Christine Ohuruogu and Joey O'Brien, of West Ham before moving on to the nominations and winning presentations for the following awards;


Individual Achievement Award - Ashley Facey Thompson
Junior Team of the Year Award - Westward Boys U13's B Team
Senior Team of the Year Award - Ralph Humphries & Bob Mulligan
Group of the Year Award - Newark Youth London


Millwall Rugby Club were delighted to receive a nomination for their outstanding contribution to sport in the community and had a strong attendance on the night, with members of the various teams and Committee accepting the award from Ohuruogu and O'Brien.


Many thanks to Canary Wharf Group for continuing to support sport in the community.

Tuesday, 17 January 2012

London Art Fair

So, tonight I was treated to attending a VIP preview of the London Art Fair which runs from tomorrow (18th) through to 22nd January.

I have to say that one of the highlights of the evening was being picked up in a magnificent long-wheel based Audi A8 (sponsors of the event)!!

Our driver Malcolm was excellent, showing my guest and I what all our controls were in the back and generally taking great pride in the praise we were laying on our rather posh transport for the evening.
We decided not to play with any of the buttons, and so poor Malcolm had to endure 30 minutes of girlie chat as we made our way from my offices in Mayfair to the Business Design Centre in Islington.

On arrival we were shown round the houses quite a bit, as they event staff mistook the name of the event organiser for the name of an artist, and so tried to send me to a particular gallery rather than to pick up my tickets!

Anyway, we finally made it to the right place and picked up my VIP credit card (!) which allowed us in to the Collectors lounge for free Champagne.

Little did we know that there was free Champagne being served throughout the whole exhibition.

(Get them drunk and they will buy!)


So, I guess I should say something about the art. I have to admit to being more a fan of traditional rather than modern art. Some of it I just don't get, but my guest was an art teacher and so I let her lead the way and educate me on what we were looking at.

However, that quickly descended to more girlie chat, which must have been spoken louder than we were aware of, as we attracted the attention of some fellow guests, who seemed amused and shocked at what we were chatting about in equal proportion!

Surprisingly there was a lack of dismay at our lack of attention to the artworks themselves, although there were a fair few pieces that were worth breaking our conversation for and even drew me to compare them to a Vermeer! (Flexing my art muscles there).



We met up with some friends who were also attending and therefore revisited the parts of the gallery that they hadn't seen. I wasn't quite prepared for that and having been stood up for 2 hours in my 13cm Louboutins I was starting to feel the need to sit and eat, more than stand and drink.

However, I did get to see some really interesting pieces, and some interesting people! There were works by some truly famous artists such as Damien Hirst and his dots, although I couldn't quite get my head round why you'd spend over £3,500 on this. But then, what do I know!

Thankfully, we moved on quickly and efficiently and were soon heading out of the door and heading to Frederick's for dinner!(Restaurant Review to follow, but now for bed)

But a great night and a great privilege to attend the preview.

Many thanks to Garnett Art Advisory!

Sunday, 1 January 2012

New Year's Eve: Dinner, dancing, shoeless wonders, sleeping on the sofa and the Berocca incident!

Happy New Year everyone! I felt that I couldn't let the change in year happen without at least a few observations on this blog for you.

New Year's Eve for me was heading South of the river, for dinner out with friends and then back to a house party. The dinner was reasonably civilised but when we got out of the public eye and into the safety of a friend's front room, the cheesy dancing came out.

Even though we'd all just eaten two courses at dinner, we immediately started drunkenly munching on crisps and pizza and drinking some serious cocktails!

We danced and drank until about 3am, at which point the evening got a lot more interesting. Thanks to Addison Lee, a cab picked me up just 10 mins after booking it on their iPhone app. That was very impressive for 3am on New Year's Eve!

Being a bit thrifty I got a cab to the nearest tube, rather than the whole way home, which is when I got a glimpse into what everyone else's evening had been like. It was not good.

Obviously everyone was very merry. What shocked me a little was the number of girls walking bare foot, with their boyfriends carrying their shoes. What shocked me more was the number of guys who had also taken their shoes off. Now these didn't look to be particularly uncomfortable shoes, most were Converse or Tom's sandals. They also didn't look like the kind of chaps to have been dancing non-stop for 12 hours. Here's one of them. Bizarre. Any men reading who did this? Please tell me why!

The other shocking sight was a girl who had lost her skirt. I can't be absolutely certain that she started out with one, but the tights and knickers she was wearing were not the sort you'd want on show. Still, she seemed fairly confident as she walked along. Maybe she was pulling off a Lady Gaga style fashion statement, or maybe she just hadn't noticed yet!

So, after getting home at 4am, sleeping on the sofa (always do that) till 8am, then moved to the bed until 10am, I decided to get up and start my usual morning routine which is to have a Berocca, for a bit of a vitamin boost.

I dropped the tablet into what I thought was a glass of water. When it had finished effervescing I started to drink it whilst tidying up. It tasted a little sweeter than normal, but I didn't think that much of it; maybe it was in less water than normal and therefore a stronger taste.

It turned out that it wasn't water; it was the vodka and tonic I was drinking whilst getting ready last night! So I had an unintentional hair of the dog situation. What a way to start 2012, by drinking more alcohol as soon as you wake up!

Happy New Year to you!

Thursday, 8 September 2011

Vogue's Fashion Night Out: London

Ah it's that time of year again. Vogue's Fashion Night Out (FNO). I was here this time last year and up for it again tonight. Here are the highlights;

First stop is Mulberry for dancing, cocktails, prize draws, goodie bags, manicures, tarot reading and face painting. I love this store. Everyone was buzzing, all the usual staff were there including Daniel, my favourite!


He was run off his feet it was so busy, but he still recognised me and came over to say Hi. Oddly uniformed staff were handing out bottles of beer, cocktails and delicious canapes from picnic style hampers, in fitting with their woodland theme.

Despite how crazy the store was the staff were excellent; friendly, fun and helpful. One big party. This is definitely what Fashion Night Out is about. There is something so fun about shopping with a cocktail in your hand and half of London's fashion crowd hanging around you. Girls are getting their photos taken with woodland creature masks on draped in handbags. This is the best party in FNO!

Bond Street is definitely the place to be and so on I went to Boodles. I love the welcome you get in here. "Welcome to Boodles!" "Glass of Champagne?" "Why yes, don't mind if I do."
So many diamonds so little time. But there was time to eat a cream tea or two and look at the engagement rings, thinking which one would look best on my left hand. Will I ever get to find out????
It's quieter in here, the doorman helps that out, but they still had a good bar going and a photo booth. I thought of trying on the biggest diamond ring they have and then stepping in to the photo booth to capture the moment forever....and then thought no, leave the photo booth to the groups of giggling girls. My attention is firmly on the shiny stuff!

Next door is Tiffany and it didn't look as if they'd done too much different to the store. There was a DJ in the corner and a photo booth (must have been on discount) and pretty good food. But the best of Bond Street for Fashion Night Out, was definitely Mulberry for me.

So see you next year, same time, same channel!

Ciao.


Sunday, 14 August 2011

Riots: having time to reflect

My first post about the London riots was a knee jerk reaction fuelled by fear and anger. It was also written without any understanding of who these rioters were or the situation they live in and therefore i could only think of them within the frame of reference I am familiar with. I am not familiar with how they live and the struggle they have.

If I was writing that post now, I would write it differently but I am going to leave it up as showing the shock and anger felt at the time is important, but now, having discussed it and listened to other people's experiences I felt the need to follow it up with a more reasoned and informed response.

I read an excellent article in The Sunday Times today (News Review section) by Harriet Sergeant, who has spent years communicating with gang members including those who were involved in the riots this past week. Her insight into their lives and struggles is something that every other journalist and politician can learn from. She has good ideas about how we can solve this social problem by helping the kids involved.

Conversely, the headline on the front page of the main paper was about Government making life hell for these gangs. I think it's interesting that the paper ran with such opposing views. I think it's also starkly obvious that Sergeant's view is far more likely to rebuild this broken generation and prevent further revolts, than the Government's approach of harassing them daily for any minor offence including littering.

Do they not see that this will increase the divide between the two groups; that it will alienate this section of our society even more; that it will anger them and their response will be to fight back harder. They are already gang members, until recently they have been fighting each other. We don't need to make the police force another gang for them to fight.

Of course there are those who are hardened criminals with no desire to change and the only way to deal with them maybe to lock them up. But what I learnt from Sergeant's article is that there are many that want to be a part of this society; they want to work, they want to be accepted, they want to contribute. At the moment, we aren't letting them and so they feel they have little other choice than to act as they did.

I'm still angry for the devastation they caused, the homes and lives they have destroyed forever. But the correct response is to try and heal the wound rather than put a bigger, tighter bandage on it.

In Sergeant's experience these kids invariably have young single mothers who don't know how to raise them; the fathers are not involved; teachers don't discipline them; they are bored at school and rebel; without qualifications they leave school early but can't get jobs; they go on benefits; they have nothing to do; they get involved in gangs as the only form of community they can find; they don't go beyond the boundaries of their gang's territory; they have no hope of ever getting out of this unguarded prison of a life.

So when an opportunity presents itself to have the run of the city to get things they could never afford to buy to break free of the ties of the gang culture for a night, they grab it and fully exploit it.

But a lot of them don't want to be criminals, they want jobs, if they were given any motivation at all they would work hard for a meaningful wage that would allow them a half way comfortable existence by lawful means. But they aren't given this; the job centres tell them not to bother going for jobs, they'd be better off staying on benefits. It doesn't help that many immigrants come in prepared to work very hard for long hours and little pay, because it buys them so much more back home than it does here.

So, we have failed this section of our society. And it is our society and so we need to fix this.

Single women were encouraged to have children by the last government, as their benefits increased massively, but these women were then not equipped to raise their children properly. The children were brought up without a moral framework without role models to guide them, without direction and aspiration.

Then we don't educate these children properly, so they fail school and can't get jobs. They go on benefits, they join gangs, they steal to fund a lifestyle they aspire to as seen on TV.

We are in danger of this damage being unrepairable, it might already be the case for some. But, if we can engage them in school, give them something to strive for; give them job opportunities that they want and they will work hard for then we can engage with them and make this society inclusive. So we don't have to fear each other, or live our lives within boundaries. We can share this country and take pride in it and everyone in it.

We just need the Government to listen to what the kids need, what they don't have, what it would take to integrate them properly rather than alienating them further.

I would beg David Cameron to sit down with Harriet Sergeant and the stories she has directly from the children who were burning our streets last week. And find out how we can make the most of this last chance to save our society.

Tuesday, 9 August 2011

London Riots

I'm sure the whole world has now seen the images of London burning.

Having lived in London since 2001, I would like to tell the world (well all those who are reading) that this is not the London we know and love.

The rioters are a minority who are rioting, looting and setting fire to homes, shops and offices, for no particular reason. There is no agenda here. The first riots are said to have been triggered by the death of Mark Duggan, allegedly by police officers, but that started off as a peaceful protest. At some point a group of thugs decided to take it too far and then other group of mindless copycats followed them.

I can not believe the scenes I have seen; groups of kids, some very young, breaking into local independent shops as well as the big chains and taking everything. From the clothes in department stores to alcohol, rice and crisps (yes crisps) in grocery stores. They have also robbed and mugged people in the streets and in restaurants and looted charity shops.

I have copied extracts from Wikipedia below that detail what defines a human being


Humans have a highly developed brain, capable of abstract reasoning, language, introspection, and problem solving. Other higher-level thought processes of humans, such as self-awareness, rationality, and sapience,[7][8][9] are considered to be defining features of what constitutes a "person".


From this definition alone, I can not call these mindless thugs 'human'. They don't deserve the title.

This also makes them harder to deal with, they aren't threatened by punishment; they don't respect their parents or the police; they have no regard for others. They don't operate or have the same emotions and feelings that the rest of us do.

To me, they are either evil or stupid. Calling them evil gives them a level of intelligence that these actions would demand if they were for some evil purpose. I propose instead that they are moronic individuals who do not know what they are doing and whose brains can not comprehend the effect of their actions. Either that or they do know, but don't have any empathy or consideration within them to see what they are doing.

I can imagine how a young impressionable child could get pulled into this and could take things from a looted shop to be part of a gang and fit in etc, by the way I am in no way condoning it but thinking of why they do it from a psychological point of view, but what I can not understand in any way is why you would then set that shop alight. That shop that has people's homes above it.


There are a lot of CCTV pictures of the offenders. I implore every Londoner to look at these and if you recognise anyone then report them. There are leaflets going round the gangs about protecting themselves and avoiding being recognised in the pictures and to avoid prosecution.

So, as well as the amazing clean-ups that Londoners are coming together for, we also need to come together to identify these people and bring them to justice and restore the city we all love.

Sleep well London, and stay safe.

Sunday, 20 February 2011

London Fashion Week Canary Wharf style

Seeing as my all access pass to London Fashion Week appeared to have been lost in the post, I decided to go to the Canary Wharf Fashion Fix instead.

Maybe it was because I went on Sunday, or maybe it was because all the proper fashionistas were at Jasper Conran or Nicole Farhi, but I thought it was a bit rubbish.

Don't get me wrong I am a BIG fan of Canary Wharf and the fashion shows it puts on are usually show stoppers. If the Canary Wharf dancing catwalk models had a Facebook page, I would 'follow' them. But all that this 'Fashion Fix' seemed to offer was some make-up advice and for a stylist to help with colour matching and style consultations. That sounds ok, doesn't it? But the clothes on the rail in the style consultation area looked like the items Gok Wan normally throws out of some poor woman's wardrobe, or displays throughout her hometown for all to see.

The ladies having their make-up done looked like they were having a good time, but there weren't many people around and it seemed like such a poor effort compared to it's normal fashion shows.

So, come on Canary Wharf, don't try and compete with LFW, you can't. Just do your own thing, that's what we love you for.

Friday, 28 January 2011

Men of London: we thank you!

I would like to say a big thank you, as it's not said often enough, to all the men who let ladies sit down first on the Tube.

This is obviously not just limited to London, or indeed the Tube, but as that is my commute it is all I can comment on.

It would be sexist of me to say that men should give up their seats for women, so please be assured that I am not saying that. I don't need anyone to hold the door open for me, carry my bags or give me their seat. But it's rather nice when they do and I always make sure I thank them for being so kind.

This gesture is not just appreciated between the sexes but for anyone who would appreciate the seat more.
I often give my seat up for anyone carrying a lot or anything heavy, or for anyone that looks tired. This small, but good, deed is always appreciated and so I think we should do it more often.

So, come on Londoners, let's bring chivalry back!

Wednesday, 22 December 2010

Driving home for Christmas?

So, when you find the trains can't cope with a few centimetres of snow and you need to get home for Christmas, what do you do?

You could always get a coach but getting to the station is such a hassle and being sat in a confined space for five hours isn't how I want to start my Christmas holiday. Not being able to walk around, no food and drink served to kick off the festive spirit and what are the chances of the toilet working?

I looked into getting a cab home. Yes, someone could probably come and get me but it's a long round trip and who would want to be on the motorway when they could be at home, safe and warm eating mince pies!

So, online I went. First, I tweeted @tweetalondoncab; they came back to me straight away quoting £300. I should mention this is to pick me up from the office in central London and drive up the motorway to Nottinghamshire.

I thought I should probably get competitive quotes and have used Addison Lee a few times recently over the Christmas party period, so I used their online quote system and got a quote for £450. Too much.

A Google search revealed an online quote from Ero Carriages for £250 and an online taxi search portal gave quotes for £200 and £165!

So why the big difference? £165 - £450! Is this another case of rip-off Britain and big companies taking advantage of people desperate to get home for Christmas? Whatever the case, if the trains are down and you're looking for other ways to get away, then it pays to hunt around for the best price. It could save you, well £285, quite a nice Christmas present in itself!

Thursday, 9 September 2010

Vogue's Fashion Night Out: London

London can be so much fun sometimes! One of those times is for Vogue's Fashion Night Out.

I headed early doors to Christian Louboutin; tried on a pair of serious heels, drank Champagne and grabbed a goodybag on the way out. Next on to Chanel in Selfridges, where I got a fabulous lipstick consultation and had a very glamourous photo taken in their photo booth. I ended up buying the lipstick - Rouge Coco baby!

Reiss was next; great cocktails, tried on a few clothes, avoided the makeovers, deafened by the overloud DJ - I'm getting old. Finally, back to Selfridges for Mulberry, which felt unecessarily VIP. Very oddly dressed waiters served 200ml bottles of Champagne, one of which was smuggled out for the journey home in my handbag! A wander round the make-up, perfume and jewellery counters was enough to call it a night.

The glamour then ended as I headed on to the tube feeling that - for one night - I was part of the London fashion scene and a little bit 'Carrie Bradshaw'.

Vogue - please keep doing your Fashion Night Out. Maybe I'll go to the New York one next year!