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yoga at 1013 feet…
…or nearly that; sadly Friday’s blazing sunshine and soaring temperatures (that led me to skulk, fugitive-like in a shady corner of Cardinal Place with my packed lunch to avoid getting seriously frazzled) were nowhere to be seen at London Bridge at 8am on Saturday morning, meaning that the open-air viewing platform at the Shard was Off Limits For Health And…
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back for a pit stop!
Well it’s goodbye Birmingham and her lovely punters, and sadly far too soon! Since the cab ride to New Street station this morning was the first time I had left my accommodation following my arrival on Sunday, any thoughts of exploring the place (or even a Balti) were knocked quickly into shape. I will just have to come back. In…
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a grand day out…
Last post of the month, and the last day before something of a manic few weeks begin – yay! Packing is almost finished, fridge is organised, fishes are shipshape and gleaming and my train to Birmingham awaits first thing; a change of scene never hurts and as I haven’t set foot in the place since 2010, a return is long…