A bus stop

...what I see whilst having breakfast. Nearly every day.

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Saturday, 12 January

Spitalfields Life

At Postman’s Park
1 hour ago
theresmoretolifethanheavenandearth

Heilogsael as it was often said in my tarrot carde readings that I have had many past lyfes a very olde spirit from my first past lyfe when I was told about it I nearly fell off thee chair on that day back in 2015 to my husband Guido standing behind me I have been loved and loved from my first past lyfewyth Erik to my second one wyth Henry and Guido in my third past lyfe in thee 17th century tyme even though lyke my husband’s I met a grizzly end and didn’t live very long in thous tymes and thay had there happy tymes as fore this lyfe even though longer has been more annoying than all thee otheres put together in my fourth past lyfe in Dublin in thee 14th century we had to leave and settled in France fore a little while until return to England next tyme it’s parte 20of thee heavenly court of Human rights when we talk about what happened when I was dragged from London to arrive in Staffordshire and from day one it would cause hatred heart ake and would bloive my lyfe apart but wyth my husband’s by my side I walk and lyfe wyth ghosts
1 day ago
Boundary Community Launderette

Staff Sickness
1 year ago
London buses: one bus at a time

More elderly exercise
3 years ago
Working Men's Club

Stamp Collecting Albums
7 years ago

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