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    battersea odyssey…

    And after a nothing short of frantic week (and there still has yet to be a day where at least one brisk walk of at least thirty minutes has not been par for the course) I have officially done something which was more fun than I’d have ever thought; namely ticking something off my To Do list that I didn’t…

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    pain, gain and one more to go…

    Tattoo sittings, that is. After another three and half hours of diabolical and prickly unpleasantness (followed by an unprecedented sprint through Kings Cross station from the underground to avoid missing the last train home, which I hope I never have to do again) we now have some colour on – yay! Still no pictures, since it’s Not Finished yet –…

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    (my) summer in the city…

    Well technically it was summer, although the sight of the thunderstorms and torrential rain last Wednesday afternoon would make anyone fortunate enough to be on Manhattan island question the fact unless they were sitting in the middle of it, the temperatures being firmly in the mid 80’s (I myself being in the mid twenties, given that I spent a fair…