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A postcard from Pimlico

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It's what you do when you go on holiday, isn't it?  And since it looks as if we will be having the ultimate staycation this year - in our own house - I hope you enjoy reading the only postcard I will be sending this year.  I promised to talk about the best bits of Pimlico in this post, but before that, an update on progress on the house.  The lovely C and I thought that by this time (I started writing this post in August, by the way)  it would all be over.  Actually, I say that WE thought it would all be over but C - a man who can barely spell 'optimism' - has been predicting months more of work before we can lie back, open the Champagne, and declare victory.  I'm not going to say that he was right, but he was not entirely wrong either. The builders are still with us.  First off, there were the re-pointers.  So you're probably thinking, re-pointing, a good thing - filling in the gaps between the bricks that have evolved over time.  How bad can it be?  Honestly?

Passport to Pimlico

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Of course, dear readers, we did not require an actual passport to move from Henley on Thames to Pimlico, but for those of you who remember/appreciate the Ealing comedies of the 1940s, I thought this might be a catchy title for my first post on the new blog since we moved back to London.  If the title means nothing to you, have a look on Wikipedia.  As it happens, there is a much more recent literary reference to life in Pimlico - the Corduroy Mansions series from Alexander McCall Smith, in which 'a group of charming eccentrics make their home in Corduroy Mansions, a handsome, though slightly dilapidated block of flats in Pimlico'.  The books feature McCall Smith's canine hero - Freddie de la Hay - a terrier who gets up to all sorts of mischief, not at all like our resident doggy, the lovely Lola, who will be known to our friends and readers of my previous blog - Notes From Singapore.  So, what is it like to live in Pimlico? I hear you ask.  OK, maybe you didn't actually