it's still christmas on broadway market (though everything is half-price).
ellie, kat and i wandered down to wapping and found a contained pile of porcelain.
not entirely sure what it was, but ellie salvaged a dove and a geisha from the rubble. the strangest thing is that it was battery-operated.
the town of ramsgate. a pub, not a town. it was still christmas here too. i had winter pimms (pimms, apple juice and hot water) and bangers and mash. it was sweet, though i never need to eat again, nor do i want pub food very often at all.
wapping is full of opportunities to smuggle outlaws out of the city via boat (a la great expectations).
this church was rebuilt after the fire by wren, survived the blitz and various other things that i can't recall. pretty impressive though. now there's a back pain clinic and a pretty garden.
we ended up back on brick lane at story deli.
new friends.
that turned out to be a fun game.
sophie, victorious.
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