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On my travels down to London and am surprised at how straight forward it has been so far. Sitting on bus at Luton nursing a sore ear that refuses to pop despite makes all sorts of gurning faces. Getting some odd looks from fellow passengers. Lots of runners about.
Big thanks to my sister who gave me a lift. Did think I was going to miss the flight as we took in the sights of Renfrew following a detour.
I am concerned that I have picked up a sniffle. Tell tale signs have reared their head - dripping nose - sore throat. Time to overdose on the zinc tablets.
So I started my journey at 3.30pm and finally opened the flat door at 9.45pm. It has been a long day. What can I say about the flat. It is outstanding on the 17th floor of a tower in Canary Wharf. Wow! The views are to die for. It is a different world. Found the Waitrose and have had a feed.
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