Saturday, October 17

5 o'clock goodbyes

This was my last day in central London. I crossed the Thames on Blackfriars Bridge every day for 6 months. Some people have done that for 6 years. Some, more. I remember the fruit stall man, the Ricky Gervais lookalike and the suited guy and girl who always hurried past me in deep conversation. Were they colleagues or a couple? I always wanted to know. After work, I'd often wander down to Charing Cross among the runners and the dogwalkers, the city workers and the tourists. I miss it. One day, I'll return.


Cupcake Couture said...

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Anonymous said...

Thanks sweets:)