7 Bedford Place
We just never got a chance during the two weeks to get over here. I talked about the British Museum, about My Old Dutch pancake place, and still everything else got in the way.
So I added a stop in the Uber route to the airport.
The driver told me it was his first request to get out and take a picture, but he happily obliged.
I told a young woman going in that this used to be a school… a special place, filled with special people. She politely feigned interest. I probably should’ve told her this was Hogwarts.
I got my shot. I may not have gotten any pancakes, but I got the happy ending to this story.
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