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Vermin have been found all over Theatreland and I'm not talking about ticket touts.

When Christopher Robin went down with Alice, all they got to see of Buckingham Palace was the front of the place fro

I'm told I cried like a baby when they took me to see to my first Disney film, Bambi.

We ran a story last week about the near impossibility of finding The One.

Few things stand in greater contrast to getting stuck in the snow than the freedom of sailing away on a boat, which is why the London

Much of Britain has been brought to a shivering halt this week thanks to the Arctic frost.

They say that 100 million Americans tune in to watch London's New Year's Parade, a helluva figur

When news came through that London is to put on a rival to the Edinburgh Festival Fringe, I was a bit come-on-what's-the-point?, but then I read the quote from the EFF spokesperson.

The campaign to get London Olympic officials to serve traditional food at the 2012 game

Walk into a supermarket at the moment you're likely to be confronted by one of those cruel angel v.

"Been out of Twitter loop for few days, feel so out of touch! Whats been happening? Whos in, whos out?" asks @Lumacoustics on the @LondonNet Twitter feed.

It's a familiar feeling to the sad cases amongst us who can’t help but check up on Twitter all the time. But a few days? A few seconds would have me in a cold sweat...

Who'd give us the Olympics if the vote was held now? In a summer of extraordinary revelations of cheating across the sporting world, the guilty secret is out: London is the link.

Put down that sickly pig, kids. Time's run out to catch swine flu; there will be no summer holiday extension.

Last week alone, London Mayor Boris Johnson gave more glimpses of his bike hire scheme for central London, there was the first Cycle Friday event where marshals shepherd groups of commuters into town

When there's a low tide on the Thames, you get a kind of muddy beach on the riverside and brave people build sandcastles as if they are on a real holiday.

Sometimes on the South Bank's bank, they have impromptu mud-beach parties, complete with DJ's, blaring sound systems and that stumbling, young-at-heart middle-aged misfit all genuine raves must have.

Boris Johnson, 45, appears to have had enough of this haphazard arrangement and wants something more official, pointing to the success of city beach schemes in Berlin, New York and Paris.

"I'm envious of them," said the London Mayor. "It's certainly something we're looking at, but it's expensive."

You can just see the next step. "Expensive" means they'll charge for access to the beach, means it'll have ad hoardings and CCTV cameras and a load of middle-aged misfits in uniforms, truncheons at the ready, to keep the peace. Suddenly, mud, glorious, mud has some appeal.

No denying that Tower Bridge is one of the icons of London, but there has always been something about it that gets on my wick.

Maybe it’s because its fake castles take a bit of the historic punch away from the nearby, and genuine, Tower of London, or the tarty way it spreads itself for any passing ship, or the fact I was once stuck in its traffic for nearly an hour.

Now I have some heavyweight support for this grumpiness in the considerable shape of London Bridge, which has started its own Twitter campaign.

Years of frustration at being ignored in favour of its showy rival has come pouring out.

London Bridge has inspired us to go for a Favourite Thames Crossings strand on the LondonNet Twitter. So far, Hungerford and Albert lead the way and London Bridge is cool with that.

“I won't vote for myself as favourite Thames river crossing,” it said. “I'm not a self-obsessed twerp like my neighbour.”

Links:
LondonNet on Twitter
#FavouriteThamesCrossings
@ImLondonBridge

NOT long to go until Buckingham Palace opens its doors to the public for its annual summer opening and this year's a

"Hell is other people," the Jean-Paul Satre quote, is one of the slices of philosophy to be read out by Tube drivers on the Piccadilly line from today (Thursday 25 June), in an experiment to see if qu

I was there the night in 1995 that Eric Cantona leapt into a football crowd Kung Fu style, fed up at having been sent off.

There's an infamous derelict office tower down in Colliers Wood that regularly wins Worst Building in London type competitions.

Without a doubt MPs are the Demons this week and that's all well and good, but the sneaky thing about demons is that they are pretty good at dragging the Angels down with them.

'Where you have millions of people all crushed together on the Tube every day, it would become a breeding ground," said virology expert Professor Nigel Dimmock, enjoying his moment of fame courtesy of

GORDON BROWN is in schtuck over the naughty rumours spread by one of his spin doctors and deservedly so, but New Labour dirty tricks are nothing compared to what it was like in the corridors of power

One theory has it that the Baroque style was a kind of Catholic propaganda, designed to impress the peasants so much that they wouldn't be tempted by dreary old Protestantism.

It's heresy for any Londoner to hold such thoughts, but in honour of the truth it must be said that museums are daft.