Fifty-seven.

Slightly burnt croissant. Good espresso and filter, but no Tartine and no jam! Bugger. I'm off back to The North via the Palace of Winchester and Clink. Vinopolis is no more.

Fled up to the North side. Through Corum's Field and Chancery. Now waiting safely in King's Cross with a bag of goodies courtesy of Fortnum and Mason.

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Time flies and I am waiting for the X99 to see my girl, which has been too long. Leaving Lola is very hard to do. But I know she'll be expecting me this morning.

It is back in its box, under the bed and forgotten for a while. It has to be left alone and quiet! It will laid dormant for aeons or until June!