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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Location: SE10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Price: £22 Mon-Fri, £28 Sat &amp;amp; Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Having only opened in June, ‘&lt;a href="http://www.theo2.co.uk/upattheo2"&gt;Up at the O2&lt;/a&gt;’ is set to be&amp;nbsp;one
of&amp;nbsp;London’s premium adrenaline attractions. The 90 minute experience involves
‘climbers’&amp;nbsp;journeying&amp;nbsp;from ‘Base Camp’,&amp;nbsp;at ground level,&amp;nbsp;up
and over the roof of the O2 arena&amp;nbsp;via the&amp;nbsp;52m summit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Once briefed,&amp;nbsp;strapped&amp;nbsp;into&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;harness
and&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;the disclaimer signed&amp;nbsp;(“we faithfully promise not to
sue if we fall off..”), you are led to the start of a suspended tarpaulin
walkway. Clicking in your climbing device to a metal guide rope you ascend the
bouncy pathway to the summit of the famous&amp;nbsp;London&amp;nbsp;landmark&amp;nbsp;and
former white elephant. The&amp;nbsp;initial slope&amp;nbsp;is a steep 28
degrees,&amp;nbsp;before levelling out&amp;nbsp;in sections&amp;nbsp;towards the top.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At the top of the world’s largest single roofed domed
structure&amp;nbsp;(that’s right, fact fans!)&amp;nbsp;you are given panoramic views of
London,&amp;nbsp;with what must be&amp;nbsp;the best views of Canary Wharf from
anywhere in&amp;nbsp;the city.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;final part of the&amp;nbsp;descent is,&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;30 degrees,
even steeper&amp;nbsp;than the first climb;&amp;nbsp;and with changing weather when we
visited, the conditions were turning the&amp;nbsp;walk&amp;nbsp;into a slippery
and&amp;nbsp;seemingly&amp;nbsp;dangerous adventure. The risk of slipping is real, and
whist the climbing equipment will&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;keep you safe, imagining
the worst&amp;nbsp;– falling,&amp;nbsp;quickly&amp;nbsp;gathering speed as you slide
down&amp;nbsp;the curved roof of the dome and smashing into the floor! – is more
than enough to encourage you to keep those footsteps steady!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Music: Broken Bells (The High Road)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At the top of the world’s largest single roofed domed structure&amp;nbsp;(that’s right, fact fans!)&amp;nbsp;you are given panoramic views of London,&amp;nbsp;with what must be&amp;nbsp;the best views of Canary Wharf from anywhere in&amp;nbsp;the city.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;final part of the&amp;nbsp;descent is,&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;30 degrees, even steeper&amp;nbsp;than the first climb;&amp;nbsp;and with changing weather when we visited, the conditions were turning the&amp;nbsp;walk&amp;nbsp;into a slippery and&amp;nbsp;seemingly&amp;nbsp;dangerous adventure. The risk of slipping is real, and whist the climbing equipment will&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;keep you safe, imagining the worst&amp;nbsp;– falling,&amp;nbsp;quickly&amp;nbsp;gathering speed as you slide down&amp;nbsp;the curved roof of the dome and smashing into the floor! – is more than enough to encourage you to keep those footsteps steady!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;Category&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"&gt;: Attraction, Outdoor and Activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Location: North Greenwich, SE10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Price: Single/Return £4:30/£8:60 cash, £3.20/£6.40 Oyster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-09QPLFVcCBY/UJA7zLhwT0I/AAAAAAAAAVM/eb61hqUY3ME/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-09QPLFVcCBY/UJA7zLhwT0I/AAAAAAAAAVM/eb61hqUY3ME/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_IazjNbDRg/UJA2tT6mdBI/AAAAAAAAARA/QUbcDFmd_mo/s1600/221.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can picture the slightly bemused look on the tight-jeaned, thick rimmed-glasses-wearing marketing executive. Having produced and presented his exciting marketing campaign proclaiming the new &lt;a href="http://www.emiratesairline.co.uk/"&gt;Emirates Air Line&lt;/a&gt;, London's newest high line attraction with sweeping city views, TfL have tossed out his idea and and insisted that the Air Line is not a tourist attraction - rather it is a serious&amp;nbsp;transport&amp;nbsp;solution. So out with the funky ad campaign and up with the TfL adverts proclaiming that in just 10 minutes you can travel from the O2 to Excel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"&gt;This is apparently why the sky line was built. To facilitate a journey that, let's be honest, no one wants to make. Unless of course by some stroke of luck you're attending a Star Trek conference during the day and watching Girls Aloud by night. In which case you have saved yourself 20 minutes. 20 whole minutes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course this is, in real life, tosh. The reality (and at some point TfL and&amp;nbsp;Boris&amp;nbsp;will admit it) is that the Air Line is not an effective extension to our transport&amp;nbsp;network. Instead it is London's newest attraction with sweeping views of the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And if this is how you take the Air Line, then it is&amp;nbsp;absolutely&amp;nbsp;wonderful. Novel and exciting, it is a brilliant tourist attraction and well worth taking the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3wYKYhsHnI/UJA3NF4b_wI/AAAAAAAAAR8/vACO460e0Ck/s1600/228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g3wYKYhsHnI/UJA3NF4b_wI/AAAAAAAAAR8/vACO460e0Ck/s200/228.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;But be warned, for those scared of heights this might be one trip you will want to miss (and after all it doesn't actually take you anywhere!). Fliss was full of the joys at 'take off', but hanging in a metal carriage 90 metres above the River Thames in high winds is not something that can be fully enjoyed by all!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PKmPi8Hue24/UIU0JPijxjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/U97Y-pPhB9E/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PKmPi8Hue24/UIU0JPijxjI/AAAAAAAAAOM/U97Y-pPhB9E/s400/058.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Location: Holborn (WC1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;2012 has not been short of memorable sporting moments.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Wiggins winning the Tour de France; Chris Hoy, Victoria Pendleton, Mo Farah, Jessica Ennis, Ellie Simmonds and many others’ triumphant success at the Olympics and Paralympics. Then there was&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Murray&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'s momentous victory at the US Open, and the European fight back to win the Ryder cup. And who could forget Amy Rowe winning the 6th UK Rock Paper Scissors Championship last Saturday night!&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One of just three ice walls in the UK, tucked away at the back of (my favourite) outdoor shop Ellis Brigham, is the &lt;a href="http://www.vertical-chill.com/vertical-chill-london.htm"&gt;Vertical Chill Ice Climbing Wall&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Two storeys high and kept at -5°C, the wall is open to everyone: from complete beginners to seasoned professionals who want to practise their ice pick skills at little closer to home than the nearest chilled climes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Kitted out in warm jacket, trousers, boots, ice axes, crampons and helmet, in I go to the Vertical Chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On Thursday Fliss and I were invited to a Bloggers and Burgers night at the recently opened Dane’s Yard Kitchen (&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#!/DanesYardKitch_"&gt;@DanesYardKitch_&lt;/a&gt;),&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Stratford&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'s newest food offering. Between&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Stratford&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Pudding Lane&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;stations, it is easy to find, located as it is at the base of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Strand&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;East&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Tower&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;- a lace matrix structure with viewing platform that looks much like a 40 metre Olympic torch.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tony the manager tells us that they are keen for Dane’s Yard to become part of that rather than just a place serving pints and burger. The sceptical would suggest this community ambition is part of a marketing ruse of a manager with a new bar to promote. Perhaps. But then you realise he has invited us to a bloggers and burger networking event. Some, like us, blog and in doing so will end up promoting the restaurant, true. But if that were the whole story then what's&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Gary&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;doing here?&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Gary&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;is the head of the local Sixth Form college expressive arts department. Another diner, Chris, works with migrants to teach them how to curate exhibitions that tell their own stories? Perhaps this new business is serious about their role in&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Stratford&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;'s redevelopment.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Whether Dane’s achieves its goal of being more than just a restaurant and bar is something that only time will tell. But for now the renovation of this old factory is a small part of Stratford’s wider development, and at the very least a great new neighbourhood restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Music: YardBird Suite (Charlie Parker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Best Olympic Moment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;On Monday I went to Dublin for work, and there was only one thing my&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;colleagues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;wanted to talk about - the Olympics. What was it like to be there, what was it like to be living in London during an Olympic Games and what was the best moment of my games experience?&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9L-zpnDIAIg/UCqzIc0JoaI/AAAAAAAAANM/wbhFC4xCNkU/s1600/Mo-Farah-008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aa_YgZ4TGdQ/UCqzJJEErTI/AAAAAAAAANU/0vQFSp9bmoU/s1600/rutherford_2300066a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aa_YgZ4TGdQ/UCqzJJEErTI/AAAAAAAAANU/0vQFSp9bmoU/s320/rutherford_2300066a.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Was it Mo winning his second gold? Was it the cycling? The first ever GB Women's rowing golds? The boxers? Surely it was Jessica Ennis! There are so many moments to choose from. Then I realised it was the night that the BNP trended on Twitter.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;It didn't trend because it was a racist moment. It trended because&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;London&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Great Britain&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the world said fuck you&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Fuck&amp;nbsp;yo&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;u BNP, as we celebrated our multiculturalism in the splendour it deserves. It said Fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you to racism as a man of Somalian descent who found refuge in London as a child created pride, and a burst of jubilation worth a hundred World Cups. It said&amp;nbsp;Screw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you as the British team, born of many different origins, performed under a flag that belonged to all of us, its many colours taken back from the right wingers who had stolen our red, white and blue.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It said Fuck you with every volunteer that spoke with an American, French, Nigerian, or Indian accent, and it said listen:&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;London&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;is the greatest city in the world, all are welcome, all cultures are embraced and represented. In&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;London&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;the world can be found, and in&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;London&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;the diversity of the world is celebrated.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So Fuck &lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;you BNP; and&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;London&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, take a bow.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARK LIVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a natural hierarchy of things. It's better to watch sport than in colour than in black and white, it is better to watch it on a big screen than a small one, and it is always better to watch with friends. So where does watching it on a gigantic screen with thousands of others in the London 2012 Olympic Park figure in the sport-watching hierarchy?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is British Airways' Park Live. Two enormous screens located back to back, 'floating' in the River Lea as it runs through the Olympic Park. Both the East and West grass banks of the river filled with people draped in their country colours, watching the best of the Olympics live, mixed in with the occasional athlete interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere is fantastic, but when the coverage flicks to a member of Team GB the whole place lifts, the noise jumps and the excitement is electrifying. You can hear the cheers from the stadia around you as Olympic heroes are crowned and dreams are shattered. You might not be in the stadia, but you are here, you are a part of it and with all the cheering maybe - just maybe - the athletes can hear you after all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To get to Park Live you need an Olympic Park ticket allowing you access into the park. Sadly even Park tickets are still exceptionally hard to get hold of, but there are some Paralympic tickets still available.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But if you can't get a ticket an amazing alternative are the big screens at&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.btlondonlive.com/home" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Victoria and Hyde Park&lt;/a&gt;s&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;which offer a similar fantastic experience.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AN EXPLANATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Just over a month ago a strange email popped up in
my inbox. It wasn't an invite to profit from a distant relative’s death by
transferring money to Nigeria, nor was it related to blue pills which could
boost my manhood. It was from British Airways (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;@British_Airways)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;, and the subject line said
'Olympics'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBp81931LRU/UBwk1ANepmI/AAAAAAAAALw/Yec6dDCO6i8/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBp81931LRU/UBwk1ANepmI/AAAAAAAAALw/Yec6dDCO6i8/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D82KS3y5WNI/UBwlPfmtY9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/c31ClJA93cg/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D82KS3y5WNI/UBwlPfmtY9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/c31ClJA93cg/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Like most Londoners I am desperately proud that we
are hosting the Games, even though like most I didn't have tickets. The Olympics,
the 2012 Festival and the influx of visitors all mean that this summer London
has somehow packed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;in so much more to do than normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;But now I had an email from British Airways, and
they were asking if we wanted to be on their Influencer programme. I like to
think I am influential; I like to think I could – might - possibly (ok,
probably not) be important. The deal was this (and I want to clear and
upfront): British Airways wanted to give us access to the Olympics and chances
to win tickets. From us they would &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt;
us to tweet and blog about it. No contract, no obligation, no payment (other
than tickets).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I might not be an Einstein, but this seemed like a
pretty reasonable deal. Having blogged about getting through the best 101 London
things before the Olympic opening ceremony, it seemed completely sensible to
blog about the Games themselves; and now BA wanted to give us tickets. This can
be best summarised by a single word: BLAG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;So, over the next couple of weeks we will be
posting some blogs about our Olympic experience and what it is like to be at
the London 2012 Games. I am likely to be positive about BA - they have after
all given us tickets - but we are under no obligation and our opinions remain
our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I live close to Stockwell. On a normal day a trip
to Stratford would take about 40 minutes, and would normally be relatively
busy. I was mentally prepared, elbows sharpened for the sardine-packed tube
ride. What I actually experienced, however, was an empty train both to and from
Park, and the biggest issue was choosing which seat to sit in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Arriving at Stratford on Monday there were people
everywhere. Not unusual for London except everyone is smiling, beaming. These
lucky few (thousand) know how lucky they are. I knew how lucky I was. I was
like a kid after a Haribo-induced rampage. Heart pumping, a spring in my step,
fighting desperately to retain every moment in my internal photo album.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;If you have ever been to a big sporting event
you'll know it is a brilliant and colourful experience, the two sides of
supporters dressed up, throwing quips at each other and singing songs. But the
Olympics is another league entirely, with 200 teams instead of two. There are
flags you have never seen, languages that you have never heard, and everyone is
here for the same reason&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Approaching the Park you are blown away by its scale:
the Olympic stadium, the aquatic centre, hockey ground, water polo centre, and
of course the world’s largest McDonalds! Even the car crash that is the Orbit
is spectacular. These gigantic structures slowly reveal themselves as you walk
around the Park, and you are left in no doubt: you are at the Olympics, the
biggest show in the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Days to the&amp;nbsp;Olympics: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Activities Completed: 101/101 (WE MADE IT...JUST!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time last year I was living in a cultural black hole. Despite living in one of the greatest cities in the world I was managing to dodge anything that resembled a cultural experience. I’d been in London for two years and had yet to visit any of its major attractions, sampled the many cuisines or visited its green parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last June Time Out did something that changed our lives: they published a  list of the top 101 London attractions, a compilation of museums, galleries, bars and restaurants that people travel from all over the world to see - and which I had never visited, despite them being just a short trip from my front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with Fliss (@Flissfontaine), my partner in crime, we hatched a plan to visit all 101 attractions on the list. But alone this was not enough. How many times have you promised yourself you would visit a museum, then forgotten or found an excuse not to go? No, for this to work we needed a deadline, a goal. So we decided there and then that we would "visit all 101 top London attractions in one year, before the Olympic Games opening ceremony on the 27 July 2012". We no longer had a list, we had the 101 challenge! In the year since we have documented our progress on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sober light of day it was clear we hadn't entirely thought it through. 101 of anything is a lot; 101 London attractions in 365 days is, as it turns out, quite a commitment. After all, we have full-time jobs, and occasionally have holidays, weddings and friends to see. To beat the 101 we needed to visit a London attraction every two or three days for a year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last Friday, a week before the Olympics, we gathered with friends at the Palm Tree pub in Mile End Park for number 101 on the list:  an East End Knees- Up. This pub typifies what makes the challenge so great. Under any normal circumstances we wouldn't have travelled to Mile End to visit what looks very much like an ordinary pub. Walking past you wouldn’t necessarily stop in. But it is on the list so we had to go.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But like many 101s you wouldn't choose to frequent, once there we loved it. The Palm Tree is an old-school London pub, almost a relic amongst the sprawl of refurbished trendy bars. The bar stools are filled with locals who have probably been drinking here for 30 years. If anyone is visiting for the Olympics, then Friday night at the Palm Tree is the place to witness English pub culture at its best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the bar filled up with punters, a four piece old swinging band take to the stage and start to play the family favourites. They are brilliant, as are their mates who occasionally take the stage to belt out a jazz standard. There is nothing wild about the performance, it is excellent but steady. But there is a twinkle in their eyes that tells me these old boys have probably had some wild nights in the past, and could tell a few stories. But for now they clearly love just jamming with mates in front of a happy East End crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have we learned? What have we discovered and what have we missed in the past year? I have definitely learnt it is ok to be a tourist in your own town; in fact it has the benefit of n0t having to negotiate Ryanair! But you have to commit to it. Don’t let little things be your excuse. People fly to Paris or Rome to see the sights, but how many things do we miss in our city? Embarking on a 101 challenge might be a little drastic, but it worked for us. We sacrificed lie-ins, spare time, and healthy bank balances, but we can say we did it. The challenge has come to an end, but we have by no means exhausted what London has to offer us. In fact, we recently got a TimeOut book called 1001 Things To Do In London... See you on the other side!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Days to the Olympics: 2 (and 22 hours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Activities Completed: 100/101 (1 TO GO!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;At the start of the &lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/p/challenge.html"&gt;101 Challenge&lt;/a&gt; we decided that the hundredth activity would be to Wine and Dine in a High Design Restaurant. It would be an opportunity for me and Fliss to have a personal celebration after all that we had done. Number 101 would then be an East End Knees-Up, and a very public celebration with friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;This early planning was either very clever, or over-confident. There have been times when, lacking in money, time and sleep (and all-too-often hungover), we didn't think we would make it. But we are at the end now, or so very nearly there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;So last week we found ourselves in&amp;nbsp;Soho's English/Russian restaurant&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.bobbobricard.com/bar.html"&gt;Bob Bob Ricard (BBR)&lt;/a&gt;. Walking in, the customers are a mix of well-dressed gentlemen, funky&amp;nbsp;Soho&amp;nbsp;marketing executives and the sort of red-trouser-wearing people who, despite their constant presence in restaurants, are always stick thin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;But it is no wonder BBR attracts this fashionable clientèle&amp;nbsp;as it is&amp;nbsp;incredibly&amp;nbsp;decorated&amp;nbsp;in a&amp;nbsp;glamorous&amp;nbsp;1920s Orient Express/Art Deco style&amp;nbsp;that is rich in colour, lavish in execution and, as far as my dining experiences have gone,&amp;nbsp;totally&amp;nbsp;unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;All the tables are booths and all are&amp;nbsp;furnished&amp;nbsp;with a very&amp;nbsp;dangerous&amp;nbsp;button telling diners to "Press Here for&amp;nbsp;Champagne"! Terribly decadent; horribly tempting...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;The food is refreshingly different. We started with the Zakuski Taster Plate (Russian Salad and Truffle, Foie Gras Parfait and Truffle, Jellied Ox Tongue, Quail Egg Mayonnaise and Russian Herring) with a chilled vodka shot. I cant say I liked it all, but some of it was amazing, and giving it all a try was very enjoyable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;. Deciding that&amp;nbsp;caviare&amp;nbsp;was perhaps a&amp;nbsp;luxury&amp;nbsp;too far at the wrong end of the payslip, we skipped on to the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;main course. The food was excellent, the meat succulent and tender, the&amp;nbsp;accompaniments the perfect complements to the main dishes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After dinner we relocated to Bobby's Bar in the basement below the&amp;nbsp;restaurant. Equally&amp;nbsp;opulently&amp;nbsp;decorated, it was an amazing place to finish our drinks and let our stomachs rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bob Bob Ricard would for most be a restaurant with food to be savoured&amp;nbsp;on special&amp;nbsp;occasions, rather than the sort of neighbourhood place visited casually. For us, with 100 of the 101 list completed, it was the perfect place to celebrate and will be remembered for a long time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Soho might be London's best known gay scene, but it isn't the only one. Vauxhall has an impressive range of bars and clubs to suit most orientations, interests and tastes. At the centre of this lesser-known but well-frequented area is the Royal Vauxhall Tavern (RVT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;This impressive, curved, pub is one of the few pre-war buildings left standing in an area next to the station that could be described as lacking in architectural beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;The RVT is not a place for the shy and retiring. Regular nights include the Bingo Pub Night (including singalongs, spontaneous rants and surprise guests including a&amp;nbsp;Cher&amp;nbsp;doll),&amp;nbsp;Bar Whatever ("an open stage for up and coming queer talents") and the Sunday chill out night - S.L.A.G.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;We visited for comedy on a&amp;nbsp;Wednesday night, starring Bob Downe, a singing 1970s parody comedian. Whilst we had a great night it is fair to say it wasn't my kind of humour. That is not to say others weren't rolling around in hysterical laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I'll be honest, I have a few gay friends but have frequented few gay venues. As is always the case with the unknown I had felt a small amount of trepidation. But the RVT is a great venue with a varied programme of acts, music and events. Whilst much of it won't be to everyone's taste - this is not a place for the prudish or conservative- the RVT is a fantastic live venue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;The ampitheatre-shaped pub makes for a great gigging spot for music, comedy and other performance art. The clientele and staff are unassuming, non-judgemental, friendly and fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Overall, whilst Bob Downe was not my thing, the famous, long-standing RVT is an iconic venue which has a central place in the area and in the history of London's gay culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There is layer upon layer of human history in London, built up over two thousand years. Imperceptibly, over time, the ground level rises and evidence of those before us disappears beneath our feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Burial doesn't always mean disappearance, however (or what would &lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/2011/08/16-museum-of-london.html"&gt;#16 the Museum of London&lt;/a&gt; have to tell us?!), and the archaeology studies made during building developments can throw up evidence of past Londoners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;T&lt;a href="http://www.shakespearesglobe.com/"&gt;he Globe Theatre&lt;/a&gt;, rebuilt on the South Bank after archeologists discovered traces of its original predecessor, brings back part of London's past in a leaving, breathing way. #43 on the 101 list, Be a Groundling at the Globe Theatre, has you standing through Shakespeare's finest as many Elizabethans would have done in the past.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Even if you're not a theatre buff, or the type to laugh smugly at an incomprehensible Shakespearean joke, there's a lot to love about the Globe. Standing can be tiring-pity the foreign schoolkids, dragged there after a day of sightseeing-but feeling a part of the action as the characters charge through the audience to the stage-is totally worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We went to see Henry V, and it was absolutely brilliant, even when we got slightly rained on! Be prepared for the weather, put down your fiver (surely the cheapest theatre in London) and go once more into the breach at The Globe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #222222; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;London is a remarkably green place for such an enormous city. Flying over, look down and you'll see what I mean - the huge parks (including&lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/2012/04/75-hyde-park.html"&gt; #75 Hyde Park&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/2012/06/77-richmond-park.html"&gt;#77 Richmond Park&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/2012/05/95-hampstead-heath-45-parliament-hill.html"&gt; #95 Hampstead Heath&lt;/a&gt; and many others) show as swathes of green, joined by far more green squares, small parks, and avenues of trees than you might realise whilst going about your daily business.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not all of the green spaces are as obvious as the large parks mentioned above. For the blog we already visited a secret garden (&lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/2011/08/65-find-hidden-park.html"&gt;#59&lt;/a&gt;), but it turns out that there is another garden, behind high walls, that neither of us had visited before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;In amongst the refined houses of Chelsea is #96 on the 101 list - &lt;a href="http://www.chelseaphysicgarden.co.uk/"&gt;Chelsea Physic Garden&lt;/a&gt;. Established in 1673 by the&amp;nbsp;Worshipful Society of Apothecaries as a training garden where their apprentices could learn to identify medicinal plants, the Garden is now filled with plants edible, medicinal or otherwise useful and is open to the public to admire.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;With a beautiful area of edible plants (laid out by their main uses - check out the Alcohol bed!), an interesting history walk, a rather lovely cafe and a Victorian glass fernery hidden away at the end of the garden, the Chelsea Physic Garden is certainly worth venturing behind those tall walls&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics affects most parts of most of our lives, and yet it is very easy to feel far away from it, or not involved at all. Despite grumbling about travel costs, or the mayoral election, or the big news story of the day, it is easy for the majority of Londoners to go about our daily lives without necessarily thinking about the fact that our city is the major political centre of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, think of the skyline of London, and its likely that the &lt;a href="http://www.parliament.uk/"&gt;Houses of Parliament &lt;/a&gt;will spring to mind, with Big Ben's clock tower (prior to the Jubilee the Clerk's Tower, now renamed Elizabeth Tower) soaring above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it happens I actually find myself in Parliament from time to time with my day job, so its not&amp;nbsp;entirely&amp;nbsp;unfamiliar. In fact its&amp;nbsp;incredibly&amp;nbsp;easy to get in, the public are allowed to enter (though you have to pass through airport security).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In fact on one visit I got lost whilst trying to find a Select Committee room, and wondering (worrying&amp;nbsp;unchallenged) I&amp;nbsp;discovered&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;private&amp;nbsp;dining rooms where MPs can host meals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But although I visit&amp;nbsp;regularly&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;do so for work, and I hadn't stopped to appreciated the building, I hadn't stopped to consider the history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Entering via a secret tunnel that&amp;nbsp;connects&amp;nbsp;Portcullis House and&amp;nbsp;Parliament&amp;nbsp;(with statues guarding the underground entrance which make the whole thing reek Harry Potter), you enter the enormous&amp;nbsp;Westminster&amp;nbsp;Hall. From here we are lead to a number of&amp;nbsp;incredibly&amp;nbsp;ornate and wonderful privates chapel, before entering the two chambers (which are far smaller &amp;nbsp;than you might think). One of my favourites is the voting lobbies normally reserved only for MPs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Warren is fantastic and historical&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;snippets and tails of misbehaving MPs are&amp;nbsp;fascinating and often&amp;nbsp;humours. But for me what is&amp;nbsp;incredible&amp;nbsp;is the sense that the pages of history of London, of England and of the world have been written here. And that whilst beautiful, the Houses of Parliament&amp;nbsp;are a place of work (somewhat nicer than my office mind you). So whilst history has been written here, it is within these walls that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;decisions are continued to be made, and they are&amp;nbsp;decisions&amp;nbsp;that impact my life and yours everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;p.s you can take pictures inside (except in&amp;nbsp;Westminster&amp;nbsp;Hall) so I have&amp;nbsp;stolen&amp;nbsp;a few from the web!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Days to the Olympics: 10&lt;br /&gt;Activities Completed: 95/101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does an urban area need in order to be a city? A common misconception, in the UK at least, is that it must have a cathedral. Other popular criteria include population size, having a business district or shopping area, the number of hospitals, or perhaps having a mayor. In fact the answer in the UK is just that the Queen says so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But what attractions would you expect to see in a city? Museums, castles, bars, restaurants, theatres, art galleries? All feature on the &lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/p/full-101-list.html"&gt;101 list&lt;/a&gt;. Well then, how about an aquarium? Apparently there is a point at which a city becomes so big that is necessary to build large fish tanks. I used to live in Birmingham, which also has a Sea World, and which is the UK city furthest from the coast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now, I grant London is at least on the Thames, and the&lt;a href="http://www.visitsealife.com/london/"&gt; London Aquarium&lt;/a&gt; is based on the South Bank, but I couldn’t help feel that this alone doesn’t warrant an aquarium. My concerns were not helped after noticing that the building doesn’t seem anyway near big enough to house a world class aquarium, or certainty not one that costs £20 to get in. There is no doubt I entered with a deep sense of trepidation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My question about size was almost instantly answered: as you enter you immediately descend below street level (well, immediately after tip-toeing across the glass floor over the shark tank!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Aquarium, barely visible above ground, is housed in a labyrinth of rooms and tunnels under the South Bank. There is no doubt it is impressive looking at the many varieties of fish. Some are fast, tiny and brightly coloured, others slow and cumbersome. There is a great walk-through tunnel where beautiful rays fly overhead, and sea turtles wander passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So perhaps my scepticism was unfounded. I did ultimately enjoy myself; it was after all fun and interesting. But what it is not, in my opinion, is world class. But then, other than it being a big city, why would anyone expect London to have a world class aquarium? I visited because it is on the 101 list. But the exhibits within are mostly global rather than local, and the people within seemed mostly to be foreign visitors rather than Londoners with an interest in oceanography.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Why would you travel to an area of London packed with unique and special attractions, and then visit a cramped underground aquarium that may have more species from your home locality than the British isles? If you have been to another world class aquarium then you might well be disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I can't help but feel that a London aquarium would be better relocated close to, or better within, London Zoo. As well as the added space it clearly needs, it would also cut down on the entrance costs (look up online for vouchers) which is pushing it even in London, and allow the marvels of land and sea to be seen together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Most of us will have experienced that awkward teenage moment when, sitting with your parents, a sex scene appears on TV (normally during some seemingly innocent period drama). The well-rehearsed response: head down, eyes fixed forward, hoping that you can ride the whole thing out without making eye contact and without your dad making an embarrassing comment that would ultimately lead to you volunteering yourself for dish washing duties and an early night.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;This is the sort of scene I expected might happen when Fliss and I made a trip to&lt;a href="http://www.madamejojos.com/"&gt; Madame JoJo's&lt;/a&gt; in&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Soho&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;for some burlesque cabaret, #88 on the &lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/p/full-101-list.html"&gt;101 list&lt;/a&gt;. As far as I knew burlesque was just stripping, and watching strippers isn’t something I tend to do in the normal run of things, let alone with my girlfriend!&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The main event however was burlesque dance troupe the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thefollymixtures.co.uk/index.htm"&gt;Folly Mixtures&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(@follymixtures). Made up of five ladies who without doubt love what they do, and do it extremely well. There is no sense, as can often be associated with strippers, that these women are in any way forced to perform. They clearly love every bit: the clothes, the dancing and the camaraderie with each other.&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Days to the Olympics: 18&lt;br /&gt;Activities Completed: 93&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;/101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the course of this challenge we have been to a number of different houses, all preserved as museums - &lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/2012/02/4-charles-dickens-museum.html"&gt;#4 Charles Dickens' House&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/2012/04/27-dr-johnsons-house.html"&gt;#27 Samuel Johnson's House&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/2011/08/11-handel-house-museum.html"&gt;#11 The Handel House Museum&lt;/a&gt; - but none has been quite like&lt;a href="http://dennissevershouse.co.uk/"&gt; Dennis Severs' House&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An artist who sadly died in 1999, Dennis Severs moved to Spitalfields long before the shiny, hip version of the place that exists now. He bought one of the beautiful Georgian houses of the area at a time when these were mainly broken down and the local authorities wanted to demolish them to make way for more modern housing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to Dennis and other people in the area like him (including Gilbert and George, and the historian Dan Cruikshank, among many others) the houses were saved - and we owe him and those others a debt of gratitude for saving buildings of such beauty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Many houses in the area are now expensive homes, and there is no doubt that should Dennis Severs' house be put onto the open market it would reach an enormous sum. However this house is priceless - Severs created a story in the house he lived in (and where another now lives - the idea is to keep the place alive as a home) that takes you on a journey through time, through a family, and through the history of this area of London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There are some places which are so familiar that you stop really thinking about what they mean. I think the Tower of London might be one of those places - thronged with tourists, sat serenely next to the river, you don't necessarily think about what it represents when you pass it in the course of an ordinary day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Tower, number #21 on our list, as well as being a symbol of royal power, the home of the Crown Jewels, and a symbol of some of the darker side of our national history, is also a visible sign of the more than thousand years of unbroken history of London. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Towered (ahem) over by the buildings of the City behind it, the Tower may not seem too large; however, this is a trick of the eye. Once inside this place is massive, with many buildings and walkways to explore. We had two for one entry (there are plenty of vouchers knocking about) but even at full price there is enough to the attraction to make £20 per adult seem fair value - you could very easily spend the whole day there and just about see everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Crown Jewels exhibit has been a part of the general Jubilee-Olympics spring clean of London, with enormous gems to gape at, and finding out about the development of the fortress and the old menagerie is interesting; but you can't think of the Tower of London without thinking of the torture, the prisoners and the beheadings, and the graffiti of the rooms that held enemies of those in power is one of the most interesting things to see.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Days to the Olympics: 24&lt;br /&gt;Activities completed: 91/101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few clubs in the world that are as famous as #83 in the 101 list : Ministry of Sound. And whilst I enjoy possible misconception that this is where civil servants skutter around sorting out affairs of state that are related solely to sound, it is not. The Ministry of Sound is a big time dance club for loud, late and large nights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to admit it has been some time since I last put down my glow sticks, and my raving days seem a long time ago, but I was excited to visit the mecca of dance music for the first time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;From the moment you arrive there is no doubting this is a big club - not least as you're greeted by&amp;nbsp;sizeable&amp;nbsp;queues. But the staff are very friendly and professional, which is more than you can say for many clubs in London and elsewhere, and the queues pass quickly. For those easily spooked by horror stories there is airport style security but you&amp;nbsp;shouldn't&amp;nbsp;take that as a sign this place is dangerous. Far from it, the atmosphere is friendly and relaxed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In simple terms the Ministry of Sound is a nightclub. It is right that London's legendary nightlife&amp;nbsp;features&amp;nbsp;on the 101, and the&amp;nbsp;quality&amp;nbsp;of Ministry of Sound means it is a worthy representative. But this is not an attraction for kids, for the easily startled or anyone seeking a peaceful, cultural solitude. The Ministry of Sound is an excellent dance music club, and will no doubt remain internationally&amp;nbsp;renowned, but this 101 is for those who like to party loud and late into the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Days to the Olympics: 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As we get ever closer to the Olympic deadline of our &lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/p/challenge.html"&gt;101 challenge&lt;/a&gt;, time is often on our minds. Finding the time to get to attractions still to be visited, and booking them in before the opening ceremony means diary coordination and a lot of planning. But, despite having time in mind, time itself isn't something we or most people think about for itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A trip to #43 on the 101 list,&lt;a href="http://www.rmg.co.uk/royal-observatory/"&gt; The Royal Observatory&lt;/a&gt;, can change all that. Not only can you find the Meridian line there (and people spending a lot of time queuing to have their photo taken standing over it) but museum galleries charting the history of time and our understanding of it, and the home of the original Astronomer Royal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The work that was begun at the Royal Observatory (and continues today) allowed for better navigation, making for more international travel and the smaller world that we know today. So, as the Olympics comes and the world travels to London, it seems that maybe time should be on our mind after all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It would be an understandable mistake to assume there are 101 attractions on the 101 things to do in London list. But that would be just too easy. For example #8, the &lt;a href="http://www.wherethatbenwent.com/2012/01/8-museum-road-challenge.html"&gt;Museum Road challenge&lt;/a&gt;, actually includes three museums, each of which deserve an individual entry. #28, Explore Greenwich, is just the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In fact there are so many top quality attractions in Greenwich that it might better be described as a Historical and Cultural Theme Park, reflected by the fact it is a designated World Heritage site.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We headed east and to the south bank of the river on a beautiful sunny Sunday. We clearly weren't the only ones to have decided this was a good idea and the village itself was packed. But Greenwich is so big, and there is so much to do, that the crowds are no problem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You can stay in the village and potter around the shops, market and gorgeous pubs, slip off to the&lt;a href="http://www.rmg.co.uk/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;National Maritime Museum&lt;/a&gt;, the green lawns of the Naval College Gardens, or perhaps grab a pint at the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.oldbrewerygreenwich.com/"&gt;Old Brewery Pub&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;before boarding the newly refurbished&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.rmg.co.uk/cuttysark/"&gt;Cutty Sark&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What is incredible is that I still haven't got anywhere close to listing all that there is to do in Greenwich. You could easily fill a frantic weekend of museums and exploration, but in the summer sun, a stroll led by your inquisitive nature into this building, over to that monument and slowly taking the whole place in, is far more relaxed and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: If you're heading to Greenwich from the north try getting off at Island Gardens DLR tube stop and walking under the Thames through the Greenwich Foot Tunnel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Greenwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The 101 has reinforced many of the London&amp;nbsp;stereotypes: grand museums, great&amp;nbsp;restaurants, royal parks and much, much more. But it has also, perhaps&amp;nbsp;more enjoyably, helped us&amp;nbsp;discover&amp;nbsp;things about London which we might never have guessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Being that this is activity number 88 I shouldn't really have been&amp;nbsp;surprised to find a 100 acre, world-class wetland conservation centre in zone three... Surely it is just so obvious - every city has em', right?! Well, apparently not, and we should be&amp;nbsp;grateful&amp;nbsp;to be so lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The London Wetland Centre is located in Barnes, out west and sitting pretty on the south bank of the Thames. The Centre, part of a global network of wetland conservation sites, is protected by law and is designated a Special Site of Scientific Interest or SSSI.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What that means to you and I is that this vast wetland, criss-crossed by pathways, is a haven for all sorts of creepy&amp;nbsp;crawlies, birds, fish, plants and other&amp;nbsp;wildlife&amp;nbsp;that are both individually and collectively rare, special, worthy of preserving and worthy of visiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Whilst the wetland centre is beautiful, it is not free and entry is £10. For some this will seem like a bargain, given it provides access to all kinds of animals and habitats. This place is a twitcher's paradise, with a number of hides providing shelter and&amp;nbsp;camouflage&amp;nbsp;for a spot of bird watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There is more here than just bird watching, however, with&amp;nbsp;pleasant&amp;nbsp;walks, interactive outdoor&amp;nbsp;exhibits,&amp;nbsp;otters, and pond dipping (for both adults and children).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you are an outdoors-y nature lover this is a great find and could quickly become a&amp;nbsp;regular haunt. However, if you're more of an urbanite, seeking fast paced human and cultural&amp;nbsp;interaction, a trip to Barnes would be off the mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Days to the Olympics: 33&lt;br /&gt;Activities Completed: 87/101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a churchgoer (nor mosque, temple or synagogue, come to that); I'm not really a believer. A few weddings, christenings and funerals aside, I've not been to more than three religious services in my life, so I wasn't really sure what to expect from #100 on the list, Listen to Choral Evensong in a Cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried going to &lt;a href="http://www.stpauls.co.uk/Worship-Music/Join-us-in-Worship/Daily-Services/Mattins-and-Evensong"&gt;Evensong&lt;/a&gt; several times, at &lt;a href="http://www.westminstercathedral.org.uk/"&gt;Westminster&lt;/a&gt; (we were too late), &lt;a href="http://cathedral.southwark.anglican.org/"&gt;Southwark&lt;/a&gt; (after Easter, the choir were on holiday), and &lt;a href="http://www.stpauls.co.uk/"&gt;St Paul's&lt;/a&gt; (we had huge bags and it just seemed too awkward). Finally, we managed to get to St Paul's again, and, after the sightseers were shepherded out, we were given a book of psalms and a handy list of instructions of when to stand and sit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;[St Paul's are very strict about taking photo's inside the cathedral so I have had to use stock photos from the internet]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then, the slightly unexpected-from our normal seats under the dome we were ushered into beautiful wooden pews by the main altar, and the Cathedral began to ring with song as the choir sang as they processed up the nave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the choir sat next to us, opposite each other, we had the best seats in the house for some truly magical music. I'm no closer to believing but the music and pageantry, from our ringside seats, was close to magical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Music:&amp;nbsp;Magnificent&amp;nbsp;St Paul's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Days to the Olympics: 34&lt;br /&gt;Activities completed: 86/101&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Located close to Tottenham, the Bruce Castle Museum is an odd sort of place. It has a feel of a small town museum, rather than one in the metropolis.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The old house, still grand despite historical modifications, is charming, whilst also in need of some TLC (which in this case might mean tonnes of lottery cash).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Inside the exhibitions are varied and interesting though perhaps a little worn around the edges. It seems as if all the historic items of interest and value stored by Haringey Council have been dumped here, and arranged wherever possible into some sort of coherent order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The variety is interesting, but means in truth there is a lack of quality exhibits in any one genre. There are small exhibits on local sport, the history of the house (including ghost story), local life during World War Two, the growth of Tottenham, picture-filled corridors on the ground floor and a larger exhibition space upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The most interesting exhibit within the museum, and possibly the only one that would genuinely justify a visit is located on the ground floor. Where the rest of the museum is a hotch-potch of items the exhibit relating to Broadwater Farm Estate is excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Based on a university research project, the large exhibit looks closely into the building and development of the infamous housing estate associated with the 1980s riots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It is fascinating how badly conceived the estate was in the first place, then how poorly built. The levels of deprivation and crime, and the eventual riots are widely known, but what is excellently presented is the subsequent creation, development and success of a growing community unity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Generally I would find it hard to recommend the Bruce Castle Museum to anyone who had not yet exhausted London's larger and grander offerings. But the permanent exhibition on the Broadwater Farm Estate is informative, thought-provoking and gives a sense of hope for the good nature of people, and a reminder of what communities can achieve when working together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It would be fair to say the exhibit would benefit from an update, but for those with an interest in London's built and social evolution will find it fascinating and easily worth the visit.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Days to the Olympics: 37&lt;br /&gt;Activities Completed: 85/101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you learn as you grow up is that things just&amp;nbsp;ain't&amp;nbsp;like they are in the movies. Or so I thought. This Sunday’s millionth tv re-run of the classic Dirty Dancing&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;so far from the truth after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I have been going out ‘dancing’, the focus has been on drinking, flapping my hands around, and trying limply to move my hips like Ricky Martin. The closest thing to a ‘dance step’ is my robot dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But walking into the magnificent &lt;a href="http://www.therivoli.co.uk/"&gt;Rivoli Ballroom &lt;/a&gt;you feel you have been transported into a 1950s movie set. The dance hall is extravagant and opulent with red drapes on the walls, golden chandlers and ‘disco’ lights that look as if they could have been teleported from the hangouts of the Grease kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The dancefloor is full of people spinning, turning and swinging in time to the music, demonstrating actual dance steps with actual dance partners. It seems in many ways so strange, so old fashioned, but at the same time the romanticism of it, and the nostalgia for a time I never knew but have seen my whole life in pictures, is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around the large wooden sprung dance floor are small tables for couples to rest up before hitting the dance floor once more. Looking around there is a real mix of ages (how often, other than a wedding, does that happen on a night out dancing?!), as there are abilities. Some of the golden oldies are particularly good and move far better than you might have ever expected had you spotted them queuing in the post office for their pensions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is not a place for the over 60s alone. There are lots of young people, some who know what they are doing better than others, but everyone seems to be having fun. Women outnumber the gentlemen, but 
not so much as to become an issue, and the slightly older gents are always happy to spin the younger ladies around for a dance or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The whole dance hall would provide a ready-made setting for any movie set in the 1950s. Those old enough to remember that decade still look great in their glad rags, whilst the younger folk seem to relish the opportunity to dress up in their Brick Lane vintage outfits which, here at least, are in keeping with the event and the surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.jiveparty.com/"&gt;Jive Party&lt;/a&gt; is held once a month and for anyone in need of a night out with a difference it is a no brainer. The venue is incredible, the atmosphere friendly to both pro and newcomer and the experience is different, special and above all great fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Music: Jive Bunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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