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Central again


Here we are back at Central station.  Just missed the train and another hour to wait, so headed off to the refreshment rooms for yet another cuppa and I spotted my last lines for the day.

The end of my big city adventure.

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  1. VickiOctober 19, 2014 at 12:07 PM

    I'd call that the jackpot of lines. Cool and very eclectic.

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  2. diane bOctober 22, 2014 at 8:54 PM

    I had to scroll through your posts to catch up. Been busy in the garden. Looks like you had a nice time in town. Love the bookshop shots.

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  3. JulieOctober 24, 2014 at 8:43 PM

    Near the refreshment rooms up the top ... shall have a scout around tomorrow morning. My train depatys at 745am for Gosford.

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