Linocuts

Tuesday 24 November 2009

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This is where I go for lunch on my way to Creative Writing. It makes me feel comfortable, I think because it is more borough than bistro. Brass lamps and bottle green outside, but a smell of stew and gravy inside.

And it kept me going all through the course too, from pensioners' special to
jacket tater and beans.

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