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Notting Hill Nonsense – what is point?
There isn’t one really. I’ve lived in Notting Hill for 25 years, and every so often, something so amuses,
engages or enrages me that I feel the need to wite about it. Then it’s up to you; you can read it, or click away.
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Previously on Notting Hill Nonsense
Have a look at some of the older pieces on this site. They're
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Winter Wonderland - 09/02/07
Wednesday, I woke up at 4.30 AM and, for London, there was a good covering of snow, crisp and even, if not deep.
It brought to mind the big chill of 1963, the coldest winter since 1740, and yet to be surpassed
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Notting Hill Nonsense Human Being of the Year 2006 – 20/12/06
To be honest, I had no plans to make such an award. But a candidate so deserving has emerged this week that I
now feel I have no choice
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Bagasand - 13/12/06
I was down the pub the other night – a fairly rare occurrence with two small kids – and I heard something new. The
two fellows at the next table were discussing a friend, one who evidently had landlord problems
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Tits on a Saturday - 07/12/06
A dreary wet Saturday morning, early, and I’m up with the girls to give my wife a well-deserved lie-in – the
baby has been teething
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Naked civil servants knacker the Notting Hill canal - 30/11/06
How could a bunch of tossers in the Newcastle office of an obscure government agency, who apparently enjoy leaping
naked from filing cabinets, have an impact on life in Notting Hill?
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How the Notting Hill rich live - 23/11/06
What a strange lot the rich folk up the hill are! Here’s a couple of neighbours who’ve been battling it out in
the courts over one of them kicking a football about in the communal gardens with his five year old boy
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Sunday at the supermarket – 20/11/06
Sunday mornings, my wife takes the three year-old swimming, and after sitting on my arse for half an hour, a rare
opportunity gladly taken, I put the baby in the pram and stroll along the Grand Union Canal to Ladbroke Grove Sainsburys
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