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well crowded bar in Piccadilly & bought a whisky which I handed to my friend in a corner and when I went to the counter for another the barman snapped: "I just gave you your drink let your mate come over to get his." And this perforce had to be done.
London during our brief stay was cold & gloomy – in fact I don't think old sol came out once for our benefit and the suppression of lighting in the evening made the noise & traffic – the rattle, bang, bash of motor lorries, busses & general vehicles – something to stand aghast at. The way the police handled
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