
I spent last week in New York for fashion week. The city that never sleeps... stinks. And it’s somewhere I’d say one in every five people is having some kind of very loud, very physical fit on the side of the road. Coming home certainly makes London feel bitesize.
But it also makes London feel safe; much safer than I might have thought beforehand. While here you obviously cannot wear a Rolex without someone trying to cut your hand off, or dream of scrolling on your phone by a traffic light without a man on a bike snatching it out of your hand, let’s be thankful for the lesser evils.