Monkey chews its cud

This afternoon the Northerner and I took our dear Irish friends Mr D and Bodhráin-Queen (BQ) to the leafy and well-heeled area of Primrose Hill for a wander through the village before catching their flight. Forget four-by-fours, the streets have become a hazardous place for  pedestrians with hordes of buggy-pushers on every street corner. To escape the […]