The Docklands

It seems now that the Docklands have become a huge part of my life.

Not only am I living in Galleons Lock but now I am working in Crossharbour on the Isle of Dogs. I don't get buses or the tube. I get the DLR. The DLR is beautiful but at times inpractical. It's lovely riding to and from work and seeing the water glistening, and see all mismatch of modern builds, old buildings and the shipyards go by.

It's not very nice waiting a long time for the train, or having to get off at various platforms along the way to reach your destination. Our part of the DLR is also new and obscure. I myself hadn't heard of the stations until a month ago.

The community spirit in the Docklands is outstanding. Nowhere else in London have I experienced this. Neighbours leave their doors open and chat over their party walls as the children run around playing freely on the streets.

I feel like I have moved to a London in a parallel universe. I think it's a good thing.