LEADENHALL STREET, LONDON
A very old drawing of Leadenhall Street in the heart of London.
Leadenhall Street ran east-west from Cornhill Street to Aldgate Street. The street acquired its name from Leadenhall, a onetime house and later a market. The building was reportedly famous for having a leaden roof .
The name Leadenhall Street first appeared in the seventeenth century. Before this time, it was considered to be a part of Cornhill Street. The street had existed for a long time in one form or another, for in it have been found parts of nine tessellated Roman pavements including, in 1803, a particularly fine example at a depth of 9ft 6ins. The church of St. Katharine Cree stood at the corner of Leadenhall and Gracechurch.
Leadenhall was destroyed, rebuilt, and renovated through centuries, but both the market and the street still exist today.
17 cm high
20 cm wide
Can be picked up at Orewa, Hibiscus Coast
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Many New Zealand gardens aren’t seeing as many monarch butterflies fluttering around their swan plants and flower beds these days — the hungry Asian paper wasp has been taking its toll.
Thanks to people like Alan Baldick, who’s made it his mission to protect the monarch, his neighbours still get to enjoy these beautiful butterflies in their own backyards.
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You are never alone
This year, I was given news that took the wind right out of this solo mum’s stomach: I was diagnosed with two types of curable breast cancer. Even writing those words still feels surreal.
I’ve recently completed five rounds of radiation, and while that chapter has closed, my journey is far from over. I now take daily medication — which, if I’m honest, comes with its own wild rollercoaster of highs and lows — along with monthly injections and six-monthly IV infusions.
All of this while raising two incredible, energetic tween boys who are full of wonder, life, and light. They have been my anchors on the darkest days and my reason to keep putting one foot in front of the other.
I’m sharing this because, in the New Year, I want to create a support group for anyone walking this path — no matter where you are on your journey. Whether you’re newly diagnosed, in treatment, finished treatment, or supporting someone you love.
Let’s build a village.
A place to lean, to cry, to laugh, to talk openly, and to remind each other that none of us have to do this alone.
Because the story doesn’t end when they tell you you’re “in the clear.”
In many ways, it’s just the beginning. 🌻
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