fortyish australian, lives in terraced house in north london with a 4 year old and a feisty but fading goldfish. reads far too many 'mommyblogs'. misses sunshine and blue skies and twisties. addicted to reading actual books, sleeping and the scent of roses in other people's gardens.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Sometimes graffiti just says it all
On the grey stone wall of the alley I walk through to the train station each weekday morning:
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I miss Enfield!!!!!
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