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it might as well be spring…
It’s mid-February already! Gosh. I’ve been back for ten days and the relative peace and quiet of Pimlico has merged nicely with that of Scarborough, give or take – a return trip to the Royal Academy to catch the final hours of the Klimt/Schiele exhibition and buy myself a post-birthday present from the postcard section, an afternoon wander over to…
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a few quick words about…
…punctuality. And hands up who thinks I’m going to moan about punters being late? You’re wrong, although the prat who called to announce himself and ask for final directions some eight minutes after his half hour booking should have started (and therefore roughly ten minutes after I was expecting him to call and announce himself) was politely directed home after…
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back from the smoke!
Well now I remember why I worked in Pimlico! Charming punters, peace & tranquility in abundance and only ten minutes or so walking through Mary Poppins-esque streets to get away from it when you’ve had enough. Having Tate Britain on the doorstep is never a bad thing when a chance to while away a couple of hours mooning about over…