Yesterday evening I met up with Victor in his Soho club for a drink. Great to catch up with him. I then took the tube to Euston where I was getting the train north to Chapel En Le Frith for a Sportive ride with Dave and a couple other riders.
As I walked up from the tube into the Euston concourse, it reminded me of the time 25 years ago that I climbed those steps to be met by my Father. Marie and I had come straight from Nice via Victoria Station at the end of The Walk. Father whisked us off to Oxford to see my Granny before she died. It was an emotional return in many ways.
The photo is of my Granny and was my first published work in 1981.
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