Laura is from the ‘wrong side’ of the M25 for the liking of most Londoners, being born and bred in deepest, darkest Kent, and as a result, is fascinated when she sees buses running after 6pm.
She has a particular fondness for Spitalfields, South Bank, the view from Parliament Hill, and hearing the roar of the London Zoo lions from Primrose Hill.
She is surgically attached to her camera in the hope that she will one day master the art of photography. If money and calories were no object, she’d spend a perfect weekend eating her way around every cake shop in London. Despite being a near-lifelong London aficionado, she still struggles to walk across London Bridge without feeling like she’s in the opening credits of a Richard Curtis film.
She blogs her thought trail here.