In the kids’ minds London is a mythical place where the Queen drives a double decker bus (thanks, Peppa Pig) and Big Ben isn’t shrouded in scaffolding (thanks, people in charge of Big Ben). In my mind it’s a hellhole of potential catastrophe for my Dubai-raised kids who cross roads as frequently as they wear shoes (basically never) and please don’t get me started on managing a buggy on the Tube. How? I can barely manage myself on the Tube.
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