No longer on my terrace but still these are my thoughts of the twilight hour, a little disjointed as no laptop through airport safety regulations, so sporadic visits to internet cafes. Passing through London I think of all the people I have visited.....especially those that have become frail or ill or grown so old you hardly recognise them...and I remember how fast the life passes. Time is ripping their strength from them but still they manage to smile and laugh. When they do I sense a great warmth inside, and I am happy I was able to visit them.
This site has not closed but I am travelling so keep visiting , more soon.
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