It never occurred to me that I could become tired of London. Yet, many people get tired of living in a big city. I lived in a little town, and even though I love the countryside, I wouldn’t dream of leaving Paris now, no more than I dreamt of leaving London while I resided over there.
Why grow weary of London?

‘Is a man tired of life‘ as the saying goes. I never grew tired of London. I didn’t choose where I was born, but i did choose to live there. It must mean something.

But you do choose where you live. This is the place in the world I have always wanted to live in and I was very lucky to live there for 4 years.

London is a very energetic city, one where options are always open, where the world is always at your doorstep. A lot of the time I was jumping on planes and travelling the world.

Not far from where I lived.

My dream as a young man was to live in a mews flat. and I did. 29B (now 30) Brook Mews North where I used to live. I never find where the brook was by the way, one must have buried it under the road. The “No Parking At Any Time” sign is my doing and it’s still there 34 years later.

A classic view of London

Apparition. A poem by Stéphane Mallarmé.

I never grew tired of London, which was a constant source of inspiration for me.

One day I had to get back home however. I didn’t want it to happen like that but circumstances were such that I settled down for good, you know where. Another source of inspiration. A man tired of Paris is also a man tired of life.
As a young man people would ask me in London whether I preferred London to Paris and they would immediately add: ‘of course, you prefer Paris, goes without saying…’ and that used to drive me potty. Much as I like both, people, I prefer London. And the sudden surge of jingoism over there will do nothing to change my mind nor the good memories I have from my time in England.
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I agree. I’m lucky enough to visit London often, and. I relish discovering lesser known corners of this city. Still, this little Country Mouse is glad enough to get away from the hurly burly after a few days!
I understand you. These big cities can be very tiring. At the same time I remember Brook Mews North and Holland Park and Pembroke Mews as being very quiet places. Not the poorest of neighbourhoods I will have to admit.
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I’m glad London still has your heart. I love it too. Perfect pics. The mews look magical.
Thank you kindly
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