Peter Clayburn (1985)
About me
I was born in Chicago and grew up in Yorkshire. I’m an interpreter and work mostly for the UN and its specialised agencies, which is my dream job as a travel-obsessed linguist. I also enjoy exercise, taking photos and attempting to cook.
I first visited London with my mum in 1991; I was about three and a half feet tall at the time and everything seemed huge and unspeakably exciting. The shine that dazzled my six-year-old eyes never wore off: I studied up the road in Oxford for several years and then moved to Geneva for work, but London kept on calling, and I finally moved here in 2012. It was the first time I’d cured my itchy feet.
Why London
I love how London manages to take diversity to such a thrilling extreme. In a single day, you could admire centuries-old turrets framed by cutting-edge architecture in the City, run for miles without seeing a car or perhaps even an inch of tarmac on Hampstead Heath and practise whatever language you’re learning on the city’s streets. You can begin your day slurping a steaming chai in a Bombay-style Irani cafe and end it munching through a khachapuri as cheesy as the ones in Tbilisi itself. The list goes on, and goes on changing: new structures, businesses, ideas, faces, fashions and ways of having fun are endlessly popping up to delight and surprise.
Where else can you find me online?
I share pictures on Instagram @foxburn_pete and am woefully inactive on Twitter @peterclayburn.
