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January 16, 2015

 

 

‘The next stop will be

London Marylebone’,

taped words that echo

through the carriage.

The train mostly full of daily

commuters, who collect

their belongings in readiness

to go about their routine,

now swarm like a disturbed

ant hill onto the platform.

Some hail taxi’s, some queue

for buses, others melt away

in a filtered frenzy towards

Marylebone Road.

There’s a crowd gathered at

the rear entrance of the

Landmark Hotel, waiting to

catch a glimpse of footballers

climbing into their team coach,

before being whisked away for

another midweek game.

A few passengers hurry off

to the left into Dorset Square,

paying homage to Dodie Smith,

as they walk passed her home,

where a well earned blue plaque

appears on the wall. She, being

best remembered for her delightful

tale about a hundred and one tails.

A further trickle of passengers

walk out of the stations side exit

towards Lisson Grove, passing

the Seashell, notably one of the

smartest fish & chip shops in

miles, ( the possibility of a fish

supper, a thought that helps

get them through the day).

But for now, it’s business as usual,

and all is well in the Capitol.

 

 

 

 

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