23rd August 2018 At 30,000 feet on the midday flight from Marseille to Heathrow, I am thinking how to spend the afternoon. Unable to go straight home because an estate agent has arranged a viewing with a potential tenant, how would I fill this time? I decide to go for lunch at one of myContinue reading “‘An obscure public-house on the Chiswick bank of the river’”
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