On my way home

Left about seven minutes ago. Said “Good day” to the organiser as I quickly walked past her. She then attempted to stop me, in a friendly way I may add, but as you may have gathered, I was not in the mood to have a friendly chat after the “flopsy” stuff.

I said in this blog that I would like to attend without trouble and that happened but I could not bring myself to stay and chat to the organiser.

I turned up in support of a general ME principle – no more psychological bollocks. I did that and hopefully I provided a bit of a flavour of the day

I’m now in Trafalgar Square in the greatest city in the world and my home town, on my way home.


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