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Last summer I just missed a train at London Victoria, so went to a bar on the concourse which had ‘outside’ tables. With a nice cool pint it was relaxing just to sit there & watch the ‘commuters’ scurrying to their platforms. All I had to do was slowly sink my pint and then stroll to my train in good time to ensure I was able to choose a ‘window’ seat.
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Cheers,
Mike
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