Today I went to see a man about a dog. Not a real dog, but a man at least. We ate avo on toast at The Mae Deli and talked over a few ideas we had. The coffee could have been better but the rye toast reminded me how much I really don’t need to be eating so much wheat.
And then I walked and walked – #LondonbyLondoners, Instagram calls it. Discovering pretty doorways, a hidden mews, colourful brick walls and even a little roadside photography.
I resisted that instinctive temptation to use the phone as I walked, so instead a stream of images of this city I call home.
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