Top public transport tips in the sweltering London heat are as follows:
- Avoid the so called “Boris Buses”. Their much trumpeted air conditioning last worked sometime around the announcement of Brexit, an omen perhaps?
- The Thameslink service that runs through the city centre has a few air conditioned trains that are basically fridges on wheels. Off peak they are practically empty, plus they even have clean on board toilets.
- The Jubilee Tube line extension goes one better and has air conditioned stations.
- Make regular stops at one of the two well-known coffee chains that seem to be taking over the Capital. The one with the green and white logo has the best cooling system!
The next weekend is for the all-out rockers. Kings of Leon lead off, supported by Grunge pioneers, Pixies and then it’s the turn of a previous generation of US acts. Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers together with special guest Stevie Nicks will be cranking out road anthems guaranteed to get those phones in the air.
Of course, 2017 is the year that Grime goes overground and there will be guys like Chase and Status that tend to Bridge the gap between the gritty beats of E3 and N17 and the more mainstream dance fraternity. Many of London’s big Grime names are staying loyal to their own festival or totally crossing over to events like Glastonbury. Lovebox organisers may well welcome that as the Grime scene was never that good at self policing and tends to bring quite a bit of baggage along with it.
Unlike her famous contemporaries – Michael Jackson, George Michael, Prince and Madonna, Whitney Houston did not write or produce any of her hits. She was an interpreter of other people’s musical vision and therefore heavily dependent on their direction. Marrying Bobby Brown was her one effort to break with the programme and it ended in drugs, despair and death. This documentary sympathetically merges interviews with early nineties concert footage and reveals the fact that even when faced with personal pain, Whitney could retreat into her voice which was her one sure means of protection. When the drugs took that, there was nothing left.
Ya Hala in Paddington has gained lots of kudos simply by relying on good old word of mouth and this is more than backed up by the food. The menu is fairly orthodox but the first sign of what is to come is the amazing drinks on offer. Apple and ginger, homemade lemonade and a selection of fragrant teas are unlike anything you’d find in London. A whole review could be written about the couscous. Delicately seasoned and steamed to perfection, it is so much more than a side dish. Chicken and lamb skewers are expertly grilled and the mutton curry manages to be nothing like Indian or Persian, yet totally exquisite.