Well
that was odd.
Not
long after I had gone to sleep last night, I was sure that I heard, from out in
the hallway, someone call my name.
I
woke up calling out ‘What…’
Pretty
strange don’t you think…and it took me a few seconds to realise that I must
have been dreaming.
It
was like deja vue all over again.
Today
The Man and I went back to Greenwich.
This
time to meet up with cousins,
One
of them is a real genuine globetrotter, and is back home in the UK visiting her
Dad and brother en-route to to Europe.
In a couple of weeks she will be winging
back to Aussie
It
was so nice to catch up with them, and after lunch have another walk around
Greenwich market.
It
was interesting to see that he some of the stallholders had moved to a different
place and others had been totally replaced and were selling different products,
And did I buy anything
OK
yes I put my hand up to buying a new thumb ring. This one is adjustable which
means that once I slid it over the knuckle on my thumb The Man Squeezed it to a
snug fit.
On
our way back to the DLR train station We were briefly entertained by a couple
of noisy, slightly unmusical buskers; they were very very enthusiastic though.
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