London – one single word with a magic all its own. And in three days, that is exactly where I will be. The trip I am about to undertake will ultimately lead to the Summer Programme in English Literature at Oxford University, but until then I have four blissful days of London, all to myself. These days will be spent combing Oxford St., getting lost in Harrods, reading under a tree in Kensington Gardens, and applauding the work of the man with all the right words at the Globe. You could spend your life in that city and still not have had enough. For Australians coming to London for the first time, it can be a dreadful shock – a few red buses cannot always resign you to the fact that everything is grey and wet to a bizarre degree – but London is addictive, and I am hooked.
And it is time for my next hit.
