Life in London

I have finally moved to a new city. Unfortunately still related to the old people !!

I somehow need to articulate the excitement, the joy and my wonder at this beautiful city and all its inhabitants, especially the Indians and the Pakistanis. Oh joy !

I cannot believe I'm here. Passed Knightsbridge and pinched myself just to check whether I was on the Knight Bus, also love love love all the flowers, the parks, the sausages and the beers !!!!

Ok, its 3 am and i need to sleep.

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