ON THE UNDERGROUND
My life in the middle of a field fifty miles north of the capital is a world away from the density of housing and traffic above the metros network of tunnels transporting the population of this historic city of London to their destination's . On this Sunday evening in July my journey would take me via Euston, the underground to Warwick Avenue and end at picturesque Little Venice. An evening lnvitation to supper with a film in a spacious third floor flat overlooking the canals and roofscapes of London was the occasion. Entirely different to the quiet life I lead in the fields and landscapes which surround my home. My search for companionship, new experiences and perhaps romance had lead me via "Film Night"(an education...