We are here. Greenwich Market. The anticipation is palpable. It's like the Quickening. .
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ. Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit. Shall lure it back to cancal half a line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
Now at the old brewery sitting outside waiting on fish and chips. Keeping it traditional !
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ. Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit. Shall lure it back to cancal half a line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
Well im on worlds slowest budget train to London. I cant decide whether to take a train from london bridge or just tube 2 G reenwich? It says they take same time. Hmmm