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Oh all right then. Walking back from the paper shop this morning I spied our postman sauntering the other way. Up went his hand to his hat brim. What a gent I thought, preparing a non-committal smile. But no, it was just that his baseball hat was unaccountably on facing forwards and he wanted to move it to a more stylish sideways angle. I smiled anyway (hard to stop in mid smile). He ignored me.

Ah London. I shan’t miss you a bit.

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