Mike Jennings.co.uk

So, been working in London for nearly a month, and it's fantastic.

I've not been mugged yet, which is a bonus - the amount of people acting shocked and scared about me working 'up town' made me think that I should have just spread my accumulated (however meagre) wealth on the pavement and let people fend for themselves - and I'm discovering that every single road I seem to walk down is marginally famous for something or other.

For example, I work on Cleveland Street. This road - that normally appears to be quite sedate apart from the beacon of excellence that is Dennis Publishing - actually houses the mammoth, looming BT Tower and, at the other end, Radio 1. I only found out today when I mentioned it to Dave and he said, nonchalantly, that it must be the reason he always sees Edith Bowman going in and out.

I also read that, in 1899, London was gripped by a 'Cleveland Street Scandal' revolving around prominent MP's visiting a brothel full of rent boys on the same street - and the fallout from that incident led to Oscar Wilde being locked up in Reading Gaol, which is where I'm from.

Reading, not the jail.

And every street seems to have a story to tell. Goodge Street Tube Station is one of eight in the capital with a Deep Level Air Raid Shelter beneath it, and it's where General Eisenhower broadcast the radio message announcing the Invasion of France on 6th June 1944.

Great Portland Street is the border between Fitrovia and Marylebone, and joins up with Oxford Street - itself a legendary shopping venue that I've already ventured into a few times. It's a bit busy.

And that's just after being there a month and not really exploring all that much. Woo!