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West London, very early morning, the sun Only just above the mews, the main Streets quiet, and only one smashed Glass by the pub opposite the knocked Down warehouses, vacant… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
West London, very early morning, the sun Only just above the mews, the main Streets quiet, and only one smashed Glass by the pub opposite the knocked Down warehouses, vacant… Continue Reading
A very long day in London. I am now waiting for the train to leave Liverpool Street. Lots of meetings, all so interesting they went past planned time. Been up… Continue Reading
When I got back home late yesterday afternoon, it felt like I’d been away for 30 days not 30 hours. Seriously exhausted, stomach not right, I couldn’t wait until the… Continue Reading
London. Early morning. An aeroplane overhead every couple of minutes. I do remember it being like this, when I did this regularly every other month, being away from home overnight… Continue Reading
Spending the day in London yesterday made me realise how much I miss the world, how much I wish things were back to normal, and how much things aren’t back… Continue Reading