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Returning home, part one
It had been a most pleasant few days wandering around London, catching up with various members of my worldwide entourage. Although My Good Self received many lucrative offers to prolong my stay in the Land Of Brexit, I felt the time had come to take my leave. The Great Institution of Chatham Street would be…
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A Quiet Day
The weather gods had spoken. The ferry home was cancelled. My Good Self had the great fortune of another day in Staines Palace. What a lucky little duck I am. After a bit of morning time music practice it was out and about for an afternoon stroll along the Thames and on up to Staines…
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The Big Gig
My Good Self had almost forgotten what The Guinness Pensioner looked like. This was an entirely unacceptable turn of events. And so it came to pass that The King and I made our way to St. Peter’s Church in Hammersmith, in order to catch up with the woman herself. A lassie with many strings to…
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Petworth House
Of late on my visits to Staines Palace, The King, Queen and My Good Self have taken to visiting places of historic interest. On my previous visit to the Palace we took off to Down House, home of Charles Darwin. A fascinating experience. Darwin was a great human being. Before that it was Bletchley Park,…
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Craven Cottage
Craven Cottage is home to the second greatest footballing establishment in the entire universe. Although Fulham Football Club have yet to make it to the dizzying heights occupied by The Boys From Anfield (Liverpool), they always have an excellent supply of Guinness available for thirsty fans. In the eyes of My Good Self, this is…
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The Sorrento Roommate
Strange as it may seem, I first happened upon The Sorrento Roommate in the beautiful Italian town of Sorrento. We were sharing a room. It’s a funny old world. As is the case with My Good Self, The Sorrento Roommate has issues with The Two Spherical Objects On Either Side Of The Nose. It emerged…
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Staines Palace
Staines Palace is situated close to the River Thames approximately 30 minutes walk from Staines High Street. It is a most pleasing little bed & breakfast. After a very comfortable snooze in the royal hay, it was on with the radio just before seven bells, out with the scribbling pad and then up and over…
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Boats, trains and no planes
The Surrey Stockbroker has been a little ‘under the weather’ of late. It had been a couple of months since I had last seen the King and Queen of Staines. A similar time had elapsed since the previous encounter with My Sorrento Roommate. And as far as The Guinness Pensioner was concerned, My Good Self…
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The Surrey Stockbroker
The Surrey Stockbroker is another of My Skiing Buddies. As is the case with The Prince of Pinner, I first stumbled upon The Surrey Stockbroker in the Italian ski resort of Sauze d’Oulx. It would appear that all manner of friendships and relationships have found their beginnings in Sauze d’Oulx. Clearly it’s the place to…
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My Official Residence
Contrary to popular opinion My Official Residence is not The Great Institution of Chatham Street. Although I am very much open to the idea of The Great Institution becoming My Official Residence, such an occurrence will never come to pass. Much to my eternal disappointment The Great Institution is not a 24/7 operation. The Good…
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