An intriguing mystery was solved this week. A matter that has been low-level niggling at me for a while now. Why do I keep spotting big names from the world of fashion on my street?
It’s not an everyday occurrence but regular enough to mean something is definitely going on. These sightings would have made more sense years ago when Kate Moss lived opposite my home: this was before I moved in (sadly) and, I should point out before you jump to any conclusions, like most of London my neck of the woods is a tale of two cities, meaning Kate’s old pad is very much on the sunnier side of the street. Anyway, these recent sightings happen from morning till dusk and always with a black cab depositing the people in question (my lips are sealed) two doors down. What on earth is going on at Number 19? A few days ago all was finally revealed.
