I woke up at 5.40am this morning and when I padded into the kitchen of my current dwelling, the sun was already bright. I’ve got a cityscape view at the moment, perhaps my favourite type.
When I was little, and first visiting London, my sister and I were allocated the attic bedroom of a Victorian terraced house in South London owned by my mother’s frien…
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