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Thursday, 28 July 2016

A Little Sitting

Breakfast was a cold buffet affair, continental as it is so called, so I am told, in more exploitative places.

I am reminded of the German, three-storey, three-family house, where we stayed when working at Hannover Fair.

Sun-bleached grasses decorate the gentleman’s urinals. I have no second point of reference on this occasion, it has been a quiet life.

A photograph of Queen Victoria looks out across the garden. She would have no need of the Japanese fan today.

It is quite truly an oasis of calm; beneath the worlds busiest flight path, besides the Dockland's Lightest Railway.


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