Thousands of garages are estimated to be lying empty in London alone. My report, From Lock Up to Start Up has identified 3,275 empty garages owned between just ten housing associations across the Capital. Converting some of these empty garages into basic standard, affordable studios, workshops and commercial space could provide the much needed affordable space that London's start-ups and micro businesses so desperately need.
So London man, by tradition, owns a mind as sharp as the crease in his trousers. But of late, tradition is being challenged by a conspicuous interloper of indeterminate persuasions.
I drove down to Dorset to visit the artist Simon Gudgeon. He has created an amazing aquatic sculpture park. Some years ago he bought a struggling fish farm and has redeveloped it into a wonderful and surprising walk of figurative and abstract sculpture.
London has the reputation of being extremely expensive, and fair enough, in some parts it really is. However, there are plenty of deals to be found, and plenty of locals who demand to have a good time without spending all their wages.
The Wolf of Wall Street is a story of the ultimate greed and excess in wealth that led Jordan Belfort (played exquisitely by Leonardo DiCaprio), showing us how the journey that he makes from a lowly sales caller to a top tier stock broker.
According to the Egyptian Al-Ahram weekly October 29th 2013: "Many in the Syrian opposition say that the Al-Qaeda affiliates are now in fact doing the regime's bidding by weakening its true adversaries, those led by the FSA, and alienating Syrian civilians and the West and thus giving the regime the opportunity to claim it is fighting terrorists".
It's not often that you find yourself in the middle of what might turn into a hostile crowd at eight in the evening. It's not often that you watch press photographers jostling for position, surrounded by angry onlookers and see faces of people who have just been on the news. It's not often that happens to me and it's not often that it happens round the corner from my house. That's where I found myself this week after the verdict from the inquest on the death of Mark Duggan. When you live in Tottenham, that verdict - for the rest of the nation something to tweet about or to discuss in the office the next morning - becomes suddenly the source of consternation.
Permanently smoking with her hipbones shining through that Calvin Klein dress, doll face Kate was a breath of fresh air when she arrived in the early 90's. Ever since I saw her strut down the runway for Bella Freud in a black and pink fringe bikini in 1993, I was team Moss forever.
One of the main reasons we left our beloved London for a tiny village no-one's ever heard of is the local primary school, which is tiny, with its own little swimming pool and straight As all down its Ofsted report. Unfortunately, although there's a place for Sean there isn't one for Emma and rather than try elsewhere we're keeping the kids home.
I'm not saying the English countryside is frozen in the dark ages, but it certainly provides a sense of relief from feeling like the whole world is at your fingertips, which can often be the case in a city like London.
In a world that is rapidly losing artisan craft and bespoke manufacturing, the process of creating a product is often as fascinating as the product itself. The intense and personal procedures behind handcrafting that result in a piece of couture, artwork or a hat for example, are the very essence of what is an inherently exceptional end product.
If you've visited the City, Southbank or Southwark in the last couple of months, the odds are you've passed by - or under - Clet's work. The Florence-based French artist has doctored a number of traffic signs in the capital by adding a serious of mischievous figures...
January brings with it a much more vicious and ferocious beast than a few Facebook updates from Jen about how 2014 is her year (and that her cheating boyfriend can go to hell). Allow me to introduce to you, the January sales-seekers, otherwise known as the most horrible people you will come across in January (maybe).
So the top London places? I don't drink animal secretions, so with a hearty screw you to those establishments with gourmisan-pretensions and a refusal to serve anything other than full-fat bovine breast milk, I present my own humble guide to the finest vegan and omnivore-friendly brews in (East) London.
In an attempt to finesse my office look, I had spent over £300 on a Burberry satchel. I had been observing the trend in office satchels for a while and was pleased to finally join the melee. I suspect the craze started somewhere in East London.
You might ask why we support art at the station. Well that's easy, we do it because we believe that people want to be in places which hold interest for them, which stimulate their thoughts and which provide a little respite to what can otherwise seem a very mundane world - particularly for those who commute every day to and from their place of work.