A dream of London


I ws back ther.e Staying n some hoste witha  woman .Seemed lheike that student place by Willesdent Junction station. asking the rceptionist for a doubel room. no only dorms. ard to do it then. She was a Latvian. same name as evil. nubile and 10  uyears younger than me.

I was then near somerset house. sitting outisde at a cafe. A ppolice car stopped. the policeman with shafes stared at me. i started back. Was I wanted for something? He drove on. Never heard more about it. Maybe black lips was about.

Then I was walking around. I wa sin a shopping centre. Underground. emegre into an hare rksiahna plave. some siksh were there. the food smelt horird eggei stuff. Like tat place by SOho square. I thoyght of jokes about them brekaing wind after lentils

Next I was im a church. Americans – b;ac and whote fileld the pews. It was happy clappy I thought oft he non religoius reaosns for atendnace. comradesp and [ositivyt. it wa slike a show. moreove,r rspeictbality; peopl go out of conf,roty.


About Calers

Born Belfast 1971. I read history at Edinburgh. I did a Master's at UCL. I have semi-libertarian right wing opinions. I am married with a daughter and a son. I am allergic to cats. I am the falling hope of the not so stern and somewhat bending Tories. I am a legal beagle rather than and eagle. Big up the Commonwealth of Nations.

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