A tale of a puppet reunited… and a Shard


His brethren were thrilled at the opportunity of a family get-together

An unexpected delight of Florence was the surprise party held for the return of its prodigal son…

Shard Day 18

Day Eighteen: May 29, 2014. 8.15am. Back in London, this is the view that a certain puppet sees most mornings.

Temperature: Bloody sultry!

Greyscale: Very!

In E L James’s words: Clammy, perhaps wet.



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