It was hard to believe how quickly Easter came around. Having holidays was always welcome, but inevitably there was homework too. We had to research and write a report on the styles of architecture in a capital city, tracking it from the earliest existing examples to the most modern.
I chose London. It seemed like a good challenge – was there anything Roman left standing? Then again, perhaps it was easy, such a large number of eras of building; Georgian arcades, Wren"s cathedral, the Parliament.
My flight down was comfortable, early enough to still get a hot breakfast, followed by a tube ride into the centre. The city built itself up around me, as the bullet went straight to the heart, the artery clogging the closer we got. Arriving in Leicester Square involved a long journey up out of t
