It’s happened. I’ve found the worst pop-up events in London. Just leave £55+ booking fee at the door…and come on in!
It’s raining. It’s pouring. You’re feeling anti-social. You’re feel like switching your phone off, and sitting in a very comfy seat with a cuppa tea and a classic film. But where? Mate! One of these very good and slightly-better-than-the-Odeon-cinemas, of COURSE.
I’m getting pretty bored of the weird suggestions for things to do on London blogs. So here are some completely normal, average, achievable, nothing special and mostly free things that I like doing in my spare time to balance things out.
If I had to name one thing I like the most about the weekend – aside from the obvious – it’d be not having to be in bed at 11pm.
Exmouth Market doesn’t act like London.
There’s lots of places in this city that very much do act like London, like St. Paul’s, and the Southbank, Bloomsbury’s squares, the Barbican’s walls, and that stairway on the north side of Waterloo bridge that smells like piss.
But not Exmouth Market. It does the opposite. Here’s what makes it so great.