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Buying some items from Paperchase, I saw that their bag describes themselves as "Stationery Lovers Since 1968". In 1968 I was in Paris on a school trip, walking down the Boul' Mich' and pretending that I had been there earlier in the year during the student riots. I also fell in love with a Northern Irish girl from another school trip, but she never replied to my letters after we got home. I thought then that I was at the forefront of being cool, but today 1968 is a 50 year heritage point. Life moves on. 

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I wrote this at the beginning of August:

"I awake to another hot and sunny day in London, and it makes me fed up.The weather sucks out one's energy, and pleasures such as a good long walk are valueless unless one moves into safari mode, heading out soon after 5am and returning by 10am. Everything is about craving the shade and minimising exertion.

Various folk have written that they will never complain again when the skies are leaden and rain is pouring. Personally I would not trust the British generally on that."