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My little host sister from Switzerland, Mounia, arrived on Monday 9 August
with a friend of hers, Paty, for a week in London. I was quite excited about them coming - seeing Mounia again, speaking
some French and perhaps repaying some of the amazing hospitality her family showed to me over six months back in 1995.
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| Mounia |
I picked the girls up from Victoria station on Monday evening and took
them back to the flat (in the pouring rain - bienvenue en Angleterre!) where we ate and sorted out what we would do
the next day.
I took Tuesday off and we went out to be tourists in London. It started off pissing down, so
it was a good time to go to the London Dungeon. This place is a rather gruesome "museum" of types, which explains the methods of torture and execution used centuries
ago, the London plague and Great Fire and Jack the Ripper. It was interesting and very well done, with all your senses,
even smell, being attacked at one time or another!
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| Not a pretty way to die... |
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| The smell around here was quite horrendous... |
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