In case you do not have an almanack yet for the new year, I am publishing this from T. Venables & Sons, Whitechapel, courtesy of Philip Mernick. This is an especially useful one because it includes a ...

Continuing my tribute to David Power who died on 15th December aged ninety, here is my account of a return visit he made to Spitalfields where he grew up.

I am sorry to report the death of David Power on 15th December at the age of ninety. David Power 1934-2024. David Power lived in a comfortable Peabody flat round the back of the L ...

Longer ago than I care to admit, fortune led me to an old theatre in the Highlands of Scotland. Only now am I able to reveal some of my experiences there and you will appreciate that discretion ...

A few years ago when the city was shut down and empty, I used to take long lone cycle rides in parts of London that were unknown to me, seeking an escape. One day in January, after cycling around ...

On this first day of the year let us contemplate those places of going out and coming in, specifically the old gates of the City of London.

Frank Cooper’s Oxford Marmalade was in its heyday on Park End St. Employing a hundred staff, it was marketed as a cottage industry producing a natural product with no added ingredients, the peel ...

In the midst of life I woke to find myself living in an old house beside Brick Lane in the East End of London ...

In the midst of life I woke to find myself living in an old house beside Brick Lane in the East End of London ...

The sprawling ragamuffin of a market was held around Sclater St and Cheshire St. They were lined with stalls, which also edged into the dilapidated old warehouses plus improvised sales pitches ...

David Power lived in a comfortable Peabody flat round the back of the London Coliseum and, with his raffish charm, flowing snowy locks and stylish lambswool sweater, he was completely at home among ...