Catching up in London

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After a sad farewell to my companions at Heathrow, I went back to the Youth Hostel at St Pauls for another night. Before heading to Bath I had stayed there and enjoyed exploring the surroundings, and a night excursion to Piccadilly where I found a bookshop with a bunch of Dan’s favourite book series: Horrible Histories. This night however, I found myself at a suburban party to catch up with a special friend who I had not seen for some 10 to 15 years: Claire was briefly a house mate in Kununurra back in 1989, and we have been true friends ever since. This girl had overcome a troubled youth to ultimately become a vet! This was the first time since then I could celebrate with her how far she’d come. Like me she had recently married, in her case to a Dutch financier.

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