We came on a train.
I figured out feeding in a wrap.
Navigated the tube, found the venue, found some ppl I know.
Then the hotel, and a Chinese meal, and finally back to peace and quiet.

I didn’t like passing cocooned bodies of men in doorways, sleeping amidst the raucous celebrations of day to day life.
And I feel a little guilty that I’m warm, with a bed and a kettle and sweets and they are not.
See you all tomorrow, cybher bloggers.




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