How long can you get away with saying ‘This place ain’t my home’!
You see, London is a special and somewhat captivating place. Maybe the pride and my inability to let go is because it’s our capital; or maybe it’s because walking along Downing Street, or around Camden, or through Soho, or across the West End; is magic!
Just wandering through these places is an overwhelming experience for me!
Whatever the maybe’s, all these years later, London is still my home
But as much as I like the ring that comes with saying ‘I’m from London’, London is also largely a shed and I grew up in the middle of the compost heap, right next to the rusty axe!
The Royal Borough was a saying ‘Darling’, not a known entity…
And 20 years ago, Wayne was at the school gates with a sawn off shot gun, he was there for his girl, and this was London love and life!
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