Too often, highlighting the needs of the capital is seen as standing up for the City. This is despite the fact that London is home to four of the country's 20 most deprived boroughs, and that the City and Westminster, while responsible for three per cent of the UK's GVA, has just a single member of Parliament.
I have started to notice and be upset by changes I see around me. I wonder whether this is like a new form of puberty, a phase we all go through when we hit a certain age. For all my life, up to now, I have celebrated and been eager to embrace the new and the innovative.
It is critical for the government (which party it will be) to look at this renting problem in London and the rest of the UK. While I do not want to see rental control, the obscene charges put in place and unscrupulous methods employed by landlords is driving good, hardworking people to despair.
All of this construction work was very much on my mind the other night as I walked to the meeting which Crossrail 2, the proposed south-west to north-east underground railway, had arranged as an initial consultation with local businesses and residents.
On a quiet - some might say eerily quiet - Monday, I stepped out onto my balcony in Bermondsey. I wasn't alarmed by the unexpected peacefulness until I looked to the right and saw police clustered at the end of my road... and then looked left to see even more officers.
But what has been remarkable about the BAC fire is not the extent of the damage, or the disruption to performances, or the loss of a space for South London communities. What is remarkable is the opposite: the spontaneous outpouring of love, compassion and support for BAC, the heartfelt warmth and goodwill that confirms the special place of this special organisation.
On the surface of things, it appears too easy to experience all the experiences, to feel all the feels, to dance all the dances, drink all the drinks, to gig all the gigs - to generally consume until your heart's content. But what happens when you think your heart is fully content?
We need to be planning now for the next generation of ultra-fast broadband and mobile network to ensure London can be a Capital city which maximises the opportunities from ever increasing demand for content on demand and on the go through to the prospects of an Internet of Things, connecting everything including the kitchen sink to the web.
These days, however, people don't want to give up their Wednesdays or Thursdays either - these being the preferred evenings for socialising or working late. The first date has therefore been loaded into the front end of the week - along with the rest of life's administration.
The Chancellor had a good tale to tell about falling unemployment, falling welfare bills, growth in output and living standards. He talked repeatedly about how the government of which he is a member is "fixing the roof as the sun begins to shine." The problem is, if we're not able to train people to do the job, he may find himself having to fix his own roof.
I've been making notes of the times pleasant things have happened on the way to work, like the time I spoke to a stranger on the tube or witnessed a man offer to help a woman lift her buggy up the station stairs.
The Ipcress File opened at London's Leicester Square Theatre fifty years ago on March 18, 1965. It quickly established an all-time house record in daily take and admissions as long lines formed around the block, and enjoyed a similar success in almost every market it played.
This Sunday is Mother's Day, a time to appreciate the women in our lives and the family unit. Sadly one in four women, many of whom will be mothers, will experience domestic abuse in their lives and will wake up feeling scared, apprehensive or isolated.
Millions were wringing their hands this week in anxiety over the fate of BBC motormouth Jeremy Clarkson. Meanwhile, on the streets of East London on Thursday night the police were cracking down on Class War's sweary summing up of popular sentiment towards our political leaders, to complete indifference of the media.
Somerset has for instance already approved plans to slash its mobile library service by more than half. Staffordshire county Council is also considering cutting its six mobile libraries and closing 24 of its 43 static libraries.
London living with a dog has one exceptional joy and that is access to Hyde Park and Kensington Gardens, particularly during the months of meteorological misery when one can pretty much have this oasis to oneself.