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Buckingham Palace? Lydia's mother said you want to take Lydia to blooming Buckingham Palace? she stood at her door cigarette in her mouth smoke rising to her eyes making her squint yes to see the changing of the guards I said she looked at me sternly what's your mother think about you gallivanting all over London? she asked I'm not gallivanting we'll go by train I said she puffed out smoke towards me like some dragon don't think her dad'd want her going that far the mother said not far away by train I said LYDIA she bellowed over her thin shoulder she gazed at me the young boy from the upstairs flats and puffed harder hair in rollers the cigarette hanging from her lips Lydia came beside her mother yes? Lydia said this here boy wants to take you to blooming Buckingham ****** Palace her mother said did you know about this? Lydia shook her head thin girl with lanky hair brown and unkempt no didn't know Lydia said gazing at me can I go? she said go go to the ****** Palace who do you think you are? blooming royalty? the mother said it's history I said help us to appreciate being English too far the mother said crossing her arms over her small ******* where'd I get the money for you two herbets to go flying all over the place? we're not flying I said we're going by train and I've money my old man gave me yesterday for shining his shoes Lydia gazed at her mother then at me her mother just gazed at me through smoke and sighed you'd better keep an eye on her don't want her going off getting lost the mother said she won't with me I said look after her like she was royalty I added opening my jacket and showing her my 6 shooter toy gun she was not impressed don't be late my girl or you'll feel my hand on your backside you understand? Lydia nodded her head I can go then? just said so you silly mare the mother said gazing at me with her smoke filled eyes just be careful of her she poked her thin finger in my direction like a lance then went back inside the flat we're going to Buckingham Palace? Lydia said yes by train I said by train? she said yes by train I said so she went in to get a coat and I stood on the red brick doorstep looking at the Square thinking of the Palace soon be there.
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Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 3:28 AM UTC
TRIP TO THE PALACE 1958
Buckingham Palace? Lydia's mother said you want to take Lydia to blooming Buckingham Palace? she stood at her door cigarette in her mouth smoke rising to her eyes making her squint yes to see the changing of the guards I said she looked at me sternly what's your mother think about you gallivanting all over London? she asked I'm not gallivanting we'll go by train I said she puffed out smoke towards me like some dragon don't think her dad'd want her going that far the mother said not far away by train I said LYDIA she bellowed over her thin shoulder she gazed at me the young boy from the upstairs flats and puffed harder hair in rollers the cigarette hanging from her lips Lydia came beside her mother yes? Lydia said this here boy wants to take you to blooming Buckingham ****** Palace her mother said did you know about this? Lydia shook her head thin girl with lanky hair brown and unkempt no didn't know Lydia said gazing at me can I go? she said go go to the ****** Palace who do you think you are? blooming royalty? the mother said it's history I said help us to appreciate being English too far the mother said crossing her arms over her small ******* where'd I get the money for you two herbets to go flying all over the place? we're not flying I said we're going by train and I've money my old man gave me yesterday for shining his shoes Lydia gazed at her mother then at me her mother just gazed at me through smoke and sighed you'd better keep an eye on her don't want her going off getting lost the mother said she won't with me I said look after her like she was royalty I added opening my jacket and showing her my 6 shooter toy gun she was not impressed don't be late my girl or you'll feel my hand on your backside you understand? Lydia nodded her head I can go then? just said so you silly mare the mother said gazing at me with her smoke filled eyes just be careful of her she poked her thin finger in my direction like a lance then went back inside the flat we're going to Buckingham Palace? Lydia said yes by train I said by train? she said yes by train I said so she went in to get a coat and I stood on the red brick doorstep looking at the Square thinking of the Palace soon be there.
A BOY AND GIRL IN LONDON IN 1958 AND A TRIP TO THE PALACE.
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TerryCollett
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Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 3:28 AM UTC
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