I love living in London. I moved here to come to University twenty years ago and since then I've never been away for more than three weeks at a time.
One of the things that I love so much is that even with six million people living here you don't have to talk to anyone if you don't want to. I hate it when I visit friends outside of London and they tell how they've been absorbed into the local community. I do have a community of friends, but very few of them live within walking distance of my home. Many of them aren't even on the same continent. But they are people that I choose to spend time with, rather than people that I just happen to live near.
The only time I have any contact with my neighbours is when I'm working in the front garden. This morning I was cleaning the front path when a woman came out from next door. We'd never met before, but had a brief conversation. Apparently she's been living there for 18 months. We've been here for almost four years. I remember the gay couple who lived there before her (I particularly remember the screaming rows they used to have) but I can honestly say that I've never noticed this new neighbour before today.
And that's just how I like it.
Then this afternoon we watched This Year's Love. This is one of my favourite films about London. Just six people interacting with each other over a period of a few years. It's great.