London’s history is one of growth through conquest by Romans, Scandinavians and French, and the immigration of Jews, Indians and Pakistanis. More recently, people have arrived from Eastern Europe and it’s difficult to find a Londoner who's truly English. They aren’t fellow tourists, but people who have chosen to make London their home, going about their daily chores or commuting - the continued progression of London’s history in the making.
There were changes as one would expect, with fine, new buildings rising up among the famous landmarks that constitute part of London’s rich history. The city was cleaner than I remembered; it was evident that efforts have been made and I was pleased to see positive results from Boris Johnson's mayorship.
My first twenty-two years were in London and so, on this visit, I enjoyed a walk down memory lane, recalling many places from my childhood. It was strange because, although some places were familiar, I couldn't quite remember why. I guess that's a sign of getting older!
Living abroad, I admit that I miss various foods from my mother country and I had my wish list to catch up on. I don’t know why fish and chips taste better liberally covered in salt and vinegar then wrapped in paper, but they do. My English breakfast was scrumptious and was even served with chips; and why can’t we buy a McDonald’s milkshake in Spain, so thick and creamy? Mission accomplished and all devoured with relish, I was ready to return to my adopted home, Spain, albeit a few pounds lighter and a few kilos heavier.