I live in Richmond, which is just outside of London. By train, it takes me 30-45 minutes. Depending on how many stops and how far in to London I am going. Richmond is described at 'posh' (like the Spice Girl). We are the Beverly Hills of the area. One of the streets I walk down to get into town is always lined with BMW's, Mercedes and Audi's. The houses are worth millions and the reason I get to live here is because I live on campus. Otherwise, I could never afford this city. Saturday morning I went into town for breakfast and groceries.
MMmmm, Carmel Hot Chocolate, buttered
croissant and a banana. At Starbucks if you eat inside, they serve your drink in a mug.
My neck of the woods has a lot of Weeping Willows. I pass by this one into town and I love the phone booths here!
I walk through this neighborhood and I love all the homes.
This sign is hung in the reception of my bank:
Is that a fat joke?
Susan "wont you be my neighbor" B.
1 comment:
It is a fat joke.
Rude.
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