Cheddar Cheese, Pianos and London Bridge

I'm in London, bags packed, passport plagued with fingerprints from numerous checks and re-checks, full of baked potato, humous and cheddar cheese, missing the ebony and ivory.
Leaving Bristol helps excitement fester, I'm off tommorow, must remind British Airways that I won't eat meat, no such problem on the subcontinent. Soon enough I'll have more to say than the movements of foodstuffs.
Take care now, I'm chipping off.
Declan
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