I’m writing to you from the land of figgy pudding, carol concerts and endless streets strung with Christmas lights.
December in London – my favourite time of the year. The city is jammed; one taxi driver told me it was the busiest he’d ever seen it in thirty years of driving. I made the mistake of trying to walk Oxford Street between meetings, only to fi…
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