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There are very few outdoor cafes here. That’s because the weather changes so often and so quickly, I suppose. The sun may be shining one minute and then, a few minutes later, it may be raining. I think our European custom of sitting outdoors with a glass of beer of wine or a cup of coffee is a very good one. Here, fake designer bags, when people want a rest while they are out shopping, they go into tea-rooms or tea-shops.
The tea-rooms in the west end of London are full of women shoppers between four and five o’clock. Tea here is very good, much better than coffee. London is full of people from all parts of the world during the summer. I’ve often stopped people in the street to ask the way and have found that they, like me, are not Londoners. Now, if I want help, wholesale designer handbags, I ask a policeman. The London policemen are always ready to help. Most of them are tall and good-looking men.
English people do not talk as much as we do. I’ve often travelled by train and nobody has spoken seven languages. And he can be silent in seven languages! But I’ve found one way to make him talk. He’s interest in mountain-climbing. If I ask him about climbing he’s always ready to talk.
This is a long better, wholesale coach handbags, isn’t it? I must stop and say “goodbye” to you now. Please write and tell me how you are and what you and your friends are doing.
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