A few peeps will understand the significance of the headline here! Annie Lennox is featured in this weeks Evening Standard Magazine in a feature called My London.  Here’s a scan of the magazine and the interview below.


Home is…
My sanctuary. My private space. My shelter and refuge. It’s wherever I lay my hat – I’m a nomadic nester.


Where do you live in London?
W10 and I love it.


What was the last play you saw?
I don’t often go to see plays, but I saw War Horse, which was absolutely amazing. I highly recommend it.


What’s the first thing you do when you arrive back in London? 
Leave my bags in the hallway, head for the kitchen and start opening the mail.


What’s the best meal you’ve had in London?
It’s always at The Wolseley and always will be.


What’s your earliest London memory?
September 1971, arriving at King’s Cross on the overnight train from Scotland in the early hours and making my way to the Underground where I took the Tube to Oval, carrying all my worldly possessions in two suitcases. I had directions scrawled in Biro on a little hand-drawn map in my pocket, which I was terrified I’d drop, as I’d end up totally lost. Daunting!


What are you up to at the moment? 
I’m learning how to be calm and peaceful in my own space and I’ve been working with the V&A on an exhibition of my clothes for the past three years, which I’m very excited about.


Do you have a recurring dream?
Several. One is that I have tiny shards of glass in my mouth and I keep trying to spit them out, but the more I spit out, the more they keep coming. It has to be a classic symptom of something or other, don’t you think, Dr Freud?


What’s your biggest extravagance?
Travelling long-distance in comfort and ordering room service in wonderful hotels.


Which is your favourite London shopping street? 
Marylebone High Street is good for the soul.


What animal would you like to be? 
A wild bird, so I wouldn’t be earthbound. I think birds probably have the best deal as they’re completely free – unless it’s September and you’re a grouse in the wrong place at the wrong time.


What advice would you give a tourist? 
Bring an umbrella, preferably a telescopic one. They’re easier to carry than full-size ones and the weather rarely knows what it’s doing, so you need to be prepared – like a boy scout. 

What would you do if you were Mayor for the day?
I’d segregate the parks so that some areas would be exclusively for dogs and other areas would be exclusively for children. I hate the fact that kids have to play where dogs do their dog thing.


What was the last album you bought?
I haven’t bought an album in ages and I’ve stopped downloading. I’ve just run out of steam for the whole thing. As much as I love music, I don’t need to ‘consume’ it 24/7. Give me a comb, 
some tissue paper and a couple of spoons and I’ll make my own music.


What are your favourite London discoveries?
I was told that there’s an old sealed-off high street running underneath Oxford Street from Victorian times, but that might just be an urban myth. Lambeth Palace was my last discovery. It’s an incredible place, housing some of the most fascinating books and documents from centuries ago.


What do you most like wearing? 
Nothing. It feels great, but unfortunately you can’t really go out and about like that much or you’ll get arrested.


Who’s your hero? 
Aung San Suu Kyi, without question.


Which shops do you rely on? 
Daunt Books is absolutely 
the dope. I guess the rest is pretty standard: Sainsbury’s, M&S, Boots and WHSmith. I only ever drink the chai latte from Starbucks, as I think the coffee needs a rethink.


Have you ever had a run-in with a London policeman? 
Yes, but he wasn’t a ‘real’ policeman, he was a special constable pretending to be Adolf Hitler at Golders Green junction. He was high on the fact that he’d pulled me over for some benign traffic offence that I wasn’t even aware I’d committed.


Tell me something I don’t know about London…
I have the Freedom of the City, so I’m entitled to drive a flock of sheep over London Bridge. And did you know that a bunch of Scottish clans who were loyal to Bonnie Prince Charlie in the 1700s got together and headed for London, intent on taking the city by siege? Unfortunately they hadn’t properly calculated how long their food supplies would last, so they had to give up and turn back as they started getting hungry halfway there. Duh!


The House of Annie Lennox is at the V&A until 26 February 2012 (vam.ac.uk)