Tim BradfordFeb 25, 20211 min readMap of The New River20 years ago I was in the middle of my obsessive walking project - journeying along the routes of now buried rivers in London - that...
Tim BradfordNov 20, 20171 min readTime is PassingIt’s that time of year when the colours of the trees have passed into a dead brown and piles of leaves are no longer fun to walk through...
Tim BradfordJan 10, 20172 min readI Am Not Going To Ride A BikeRecently a friendly and generous neighbour gave us a bike. Or to be more precise he gave the bike to me so that I could give it to our...
Tim BradfordMay 28, 20141 min readWalking in the RainA film version of one of the passages from my book A London Country Diary. (Music by the Highbury Vale Electronic Music Studio) See also...
Tim BradfordFeb 19, 20141 min readRainIt’s sheeting down with rain. I’m walking, at a decent clip, in the direction of Holloway Road, though, of course, I could go anywhere....
Tim BradfordFeb 10, 20112 min readA City WalkHad to go into the City on Monday – around Mansion House – and was reminded how beautiful the old streets can be. You have to look along...
Tim BradfordApr 23, 20091 min readSpring on the 19 Bus RouteAn Upper Street Walk Drinkers stand near the bus stop. WiFi workers stare Cherry blossom floats Through the air like soft pink snow Near...
Tim BradfordMar 4, 20091 min readThe acne red faced bloke dogshit incidentThe bloke was in his early 20s and had a stripey t-shirt and a spotty red face. He swaggered out of the King's Head with his dog then...
Tim BradfordFeb 23, 20091 min readNorth London Fathers’ TriathlonOne of the main reasons to stay fit is so you can run for a bus and catch it. I've always prided myself on being able to catch just about...
Tim BradfordSep 19, 20081 min readThe Investment Bank Metaphor BikeAt the end of our road there is a bike chained to a lamp post. Over the last two or three months the bike has slowly been stripped of...
Tim BradfordJul 9, 20081 min readGoodbye Football TreeEvery day my two year old son and I walk through Clissold Park and go up to touch the Football Tree. “Football Tree!” my son will say....