I was at loose ends after a huge international conference that I had managed over four weeks in Brighton, and planned for over six months. Arrived home in Windsor, Berks., exhausted and ready to collapse into the weekend.
Got a call from a fellow contributor to the conference and now my ex:”here through the following day”, with a flight booked to SFO: looking for a London guide…”
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