BACK TO LONDON Ali and some of his workmates dropped us off in Pulborough on their way to do some more shearing and after leaving our luggage at the train station we walked into “town” where we bought some eats and sat in a paddock overlooking some rolling Hampshire countryside. I went for a walk up to the old parish church on the top of the hill, passing through a herd of sleek dairy cows sitting contentedly chewing their cuds on the way.
We had a ploughman’s lunch at a pub then caught the 2:38 train up to London and went back to the Red Lion where, unsurprisingly, nothing had changed. We spent the evening repacking our stuff and had some drinks downstairs with the nurses.1
1Nurses from nearby St Thomas’ Hospital.
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