Protesters say Transport for London is doing nothing to tackle the rise in fatal accidents
If you’re a germaphobe, it’s probably best to look away now. A major exhibition at the London-based Wellcome Collection examines the uncleanliness of human life.
In a light, high-ceilinged room, vintage floral teacups chink and cucumber finger sandwiches are being served. Although it spans several decades, the décor goes well with the jaunty Andrews Sisters soundtrack – there's a sun-coloured 1960s wooden dresser, kitsch ceramic swans clustered on its shelves, a fringed standard lamp, a 1950s blue sofa, a couple of well-loved velvet armchairs gathered around a teak coffee table – and underneath, a battered box of Scrabble.
Taking a look at the nearly completed redevelopment of one of London's busiest railway stations, Matilda Battersby dons the orange overalls
Two passengers tried to raise concerns the night before a passenger train was derailed by defective points, an inquest heard today.
As boutique-hotel interiors go, the Diamant isn't just sober, it's committed to its own 12-step programme. There isn't a single statement-making piece of furniture to be seen, notwithstanding some flirtatious low-level lighting fixtures in the hallways and a particularly shiny lobby. The exterior is equally sober; it could easily be mistaken for a corporation HQ.
The first purpose-built concert hall in London for 26 years is £100m well spent, decides Jay Merrick
It may be a dancer, or a UFO: without the title you'd never guess the subject of a Howard Hodgkin painting. And Tom Lubbock likes it better that way