broken windows and promises

OK so my last posting was a bit self-indulgent but I am proud of my roots. So I’m a Lanc, from Manc, get over it. I know I have. I thought I’d get back to some less personalised stuff but fact is everything on here is my opinion so…. I thought I’d do another in the occasional series on really crap and incronguous buildings/architecture ┬áin my local, leafy, lovely area of SW London, which is at least 300 miles from Old Trafford cricket ground. I can mix it with the rugger bugger yummy mummies when I need to.

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london’s burning

Well I’ve just been on a flying visit back to London for a series of business meetings, which explains the lack of new postings over the last few days. I’m pleased to say that every meeting went well and hopefully some new business will result from it. It was also great to catch up with my daughter S and son-in-law I who looked after me so well. But the main point of this posting was to reflect on getting around London – now I can judge it as an occasional visitor rather than a weary commuter.

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