What's your earliest London memory?
September 1971, arriving at King's Cross on the overnight train from Scotland in the early hours and making my way to the Underground where I took the Tube to Oval, carrying all my worldly possessions in two suitcases. I had directions scrawled in Biro on a little hand-drawn map in my pocket, which I was terrified I'd drop, as I'd end up totally lost. Daunting!