Upon't the Face

Three hours since I left the East Oxford Community Centre; three hours on three buses – one to London, two across it; three hours sitting with a progressively more insistent sniffle coming on, a rising urge for the bathroom which made the walk from the final bus to my house genuinely difficult. Three hours of the most counterintuitive travel I

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