Whenever people ask me if I miss London, after 8 years away, I usually say that I miss the people but I don’t miss the city that much. Recently I’ve been feeling a little homesick – maybe it was the amazing Olympics my old home staged or maybe its the raft of weddings and births that I’m peeking in on through Facebook. Maybe its the raft of great Buzzfeed articles that Stephen Davies curated. Maybe its that Toronto has a mayor in disrepute and is a city on the wane.
Maybe its seeing these sorts of love letters to the city I called home for more than a quarter of a century:
