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Short Number 7 – Insular Home Sweet Home

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Alone

I’d had enough by the 7th day

All I wanted to do was get home; you know how it is when you start to miss home.

I went to my favourite cafe, ignored everyone, and ate exactly the same ingredients as I did in that Spanish cafe

Smiling inside

(50 words)

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Home Sweet Home…Until Andrew Stone ;)!

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English: Andrew Stone

Stone at his Finest!

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!

Lovely… Read the rest of this entry

Home is because of what the ‘Outside’ is, and the ‘Inside’ is, at the TIME…

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Home… Arguably, the concept and reality of ‘home’ for many people; makes an extremely big impact in their world, their identity and their very psyche. Not having one (the hell that is being homeless), signifies ‘a homes’ importance, even for the people for whom ‘Home’ means very little (in the conscious appreciation sense anyway). For […]