The Cold Season: Spring Chills
The worst part of a cold is when you realise you have used up all your tissues and have to reuse one that is already damp. (Bails and I discussed this while HS loudly trumpeted her nose into her last tissue).
I love my city because... It is constantly changing and yet familiar. Anonymous but friendly. Residential, industrial and entertaining. Fast paced with sedate pockets. I love my city because I am a Londoner.
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