London Day #6: Weariness, Glasgow Film Festival Launch And My Own Bed

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The final day in London had arrived. I woke up at nine o’clock, packed and was all checked-out in no time. With my suitcase, laptop bag and satchel I took some last minute pictures of the area I’d spent the last few days calling my “home” (it was actually a lovely area, despite the fact an entire office block full of people had seen me naked and there was always a sense of dread coursing through my body as I walked to and from the tube station) and clambered down the escalators and onto the Northern Line.  Continue reading “London Day #6: Weariness, Glasgow Film Festival Launch And My Own Bed”

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