Had a hell of a time getting my specs today. Buses all diverted or nonexistent, again; this time for the funeral of the poor poiceman who was killed outsede Parliament. I ended up walking over Waterloo Bridge and back. Huge 'police presence' and crowds of confused tourists everywhere. I wandered around the Cut, where I haven't been in ages, and got a bit lost. Finally caught sight of the London Eye, and found the bus stop to get home. I'd had enough walking by then.
LINE OF DUTY , though far-fetched is terrific. Another fab cliffhanger ending this week. Can I endure the wait, now?
R Next Door was complaining about how people in London don't 'know their place.' Nobody salutes their betters, like her, when they meet in the street, etc., and men should always greet women first...I wonder if they actually behaved like this in rural Austria when she was a rich kid? It seems pretty incredible.
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