Another day of learning to live in the new London. I should explain my selfish reasons for wanting a blog. It’s because I don’t want my life to be reduced to a photograph in the Evening Standard or at the end of the evening News because I’m not here anymore. I’m a person, not a great one, but still, I have a boyfriend, family, friends and hopes, dreams and aspirations. If anything happens I want to be remembered. I’m trying to persuade my boyfriend to move somewhere safe. But as my mum pointed out last night, animal rights activists set…