Yesterday I tweeted about Hampstead 7evens, a local seven-a-side football organisation based in Fortune Green. West Hampstead local Thom Hoffman was trying to get a team together and then faster than a Gareth Bale strike into the bottom right corner/Theo Walcott … Continue reading →
I enter the Mayor’s parlour on a wet Saturday afternoon clutching an espresso from St Pancras. The mayoral ermine is on display, along with an incongruous golden football boot in a cabinet that also contained silver cake slices masquerading as … Continue reading →
It’s been a relatively quiet week in West Hampstead while you were carving pumpkins and dodging exploding toner cartridges. The West Hampstead community Christmas market has been given the green light.I got caught up in a CBBC candid camera style … Continue reading →
Halloween is around the corner, but these days it’s more of an excuse to smear black lipstick on the rim of a cocktail glass than to knock at your neighbour’s door in the vain hope of receiving some Haribo (or … Continue reading →
What happened in West Hampstead while George Osborne was giving all our money to Wayne Rooney? The first cut is the deepestLast Monday, a rush hour power failure left Jubilee tube trains stuck between St Johns Wood and Baker Street and … Continue reading →
While you were trying to get to sleep by counting rescued Chilean miners, and following a day in the life of the Greater Manchester Police, what was happening in NW6? Two road accidents in two days – in the same … Continue reading →
I know it’s only October, but there’s a reason why I’m bringing up the “C” word so early. And that reason is: volunteers! New West Hampstead councillor Gillian Risso-Gill is looking to get a Christmas Fair off the ground. The … Continue reading →
Holly Penfield has a one-woman show (+ band and bartender!) at Hampstead’s New End Theatre. The Saloon Singer sees the cabaret artist link together a collection of songs from “One for the Road” to “Rhythm of Life” via “The Boys in … Continue reading →
Small & Beautiful is neither particularly small nor particularly beautiful. It is commonly described as ‘cheap and cheerful’, which seems a much more appropriate moniker. On Thursday night only half the restaurant, which nestles against the Overground railway bridge on … Continue reading →
It’s Tuesday, there’s footie on the telly and nothing in the fridge. What are you going to do? One word, five letters, incorrect transliteration of the original Italian spelling. Yes, it’s pizza time. A select group of locals with refined … Continue reading →
