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Cosmo Place The Queens Larder, Queen Square, London, listening with wonder, A cosy little pub, lots of chat, many students, rain thrashing down, claps of thunder. Landlady from South Africa, with a wonderful rolling accent, Taking pride in her alehouse, a friendly pub to present I believe she has travelled, but settled in London, now with intent, This is my respite from the neuro-hospital, across the square, adjacent. The kitchen had just closed, when I arrived ravenous at the bar, the chef’s lunch shift had ended, but offered a tasty meal, Oh what a star, Sparingly sprinkling condiments, especially with the pepper *** disappointment, there was none, the dish fairly hit the spot, Jazz on the speakers, relaxing with my *** lie back in my seat; clear my head, before I have to run, Back to the hospital, to administer to my son. I’ll come back to this pub, to the relaxing atmosphere, to enjoy the food on offer, and time for my head to clear, I recommend this little haven, for travellers far and near, Relax and sample the ambience, and leave full of cheer (Brian Pickering – 05:03:2017)
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 1:28 PM UTC
Cosmo Place
Cosmo Place The Queens Larder, Queen Square, London, listening with wonder, A cosy little pub, lots of chat, many students, rain thrashing down, claps of thunder. Landlady from South Africa, with a wonderful rolling accent, Taking pride in her alehouse, a friendly pub to present I believe she has travelled, but settled in London, now with intent, This is my respite from the neuro-hospital, across the square, adjacent. The kitchen had just closed, when I arrived ravenous at the bar, the chef’s lunch shift had ended, but offered a tasty meal, Oh what a star, Sparingly sprinkling condiments, especially with the pepper *** disappointment, there was none, the dish fairly hit the spot, Jazz on the speakers, relaxing with my *** lie back in my seat; clear my head, before I have to run, Back to the hospital, to administer to my son. I’ll come back to this pub, to the relaxing atmosphere, to enjoy the food on offer, and time for my head to clear, I recommend this little haven, for travellers far and near, Relax and sample the ambience, and leave full of cheer (Brian Pickering – 05:03:2017)
A trip to London for my son to undergo tests.
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 1:28 PM UTC
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