But then there's this...

Sometimes you can really get suckered into loving where you live. After the obscene prices, Victorian plumbing, life-threatening traffic situations, barbaric healthcare,
*the %$*!^£ weather* -- I still adore London. Days like this remind me why. (And if you happen to be on Primrose Hill around 5pm or so, listen carefully... you might just hear the lions roaring in the zoo!)