Blog: Åhoj

Jag var ute och gick för någon dag sedan. Det var coolt. Men det är inte det jag tänkte berätta om. Gått har jag gjort många gånger, det händer oftast varje dag när jag ska någonstans. Men den här gången möttes jag av ett gäng hojåkare – ett riktigt biker crew. De hade samma färg … Continue reading

Review: Two Little Boys by Duncan Sarkies

You’re 12 years old. A couple of months ago you met a person who did something special for you. Perhaps he saved you from a mean old bully; perhaps he helped you out with a tricky maths assignment. You’ve made a special bond with this person – not love or anything stupid like that, just … Continue reading

Looking forward to London 2012

It’s been almost 14 years since the UK enjoyed their last major sports event – the Euro Cup 1996 – and today (2010-01-29) we’re two and a half years away from the next one – the 2012 Olympic Games in London. In 2005, on July 6, London’s bid was elected to host the 2012 Olympics, … Continue reading

The controversial case of the Commonwealth Institute

In the heart of busy, fashionable Kensington, West London, there’s a building that doesn’t quite fit in. Hidden behind a forest of flagpoles, a tent shaped shell separates the old Victorian houses from Holland Park. While being a bizarre contribution to the bundles of blocks, its parabolic roof shooting up in the sky sets a … Continue reading


The sound of engines running over our heads, one louder than the other, was blasting into our eardrums. They were close now. Some passed so close to the rooftops you might even be able to touch them if you raised your hands while standing up there. It was cold outside, and it was cold inside. … Continue reading


Bus number 181 was chillier than expected. Usually at this time of year these stretched out vehicles are hotter than a sauna in the desert. But today the bus was quite empty so that would explain a lot. No out-of-control kids running around spilling ice cream and biting people’s legs, and no teenagers hanging out … Continue reading

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I was walking up the stairs as I always do. Nothing different, nothing special. The steps are almost exactly as big as my feet, but just a few millimetres too short. On the fourth step there’s a mark I always put my right foot on. Sometimes I start my walk up with that right foot … Continue reading