Work took me out to Bristol today, on the 9.00 off Paddington. I arrived with about six minutes to spare for my train, but couldn't leave without visiting Paddington.
He looks quite a sad bear, all on his own during the morning rush hour. The commuters don't stop to say hello, or clamber over him to give him a hug, rub his shiny nose and pat him on the head. At that time in the morning, there wasn't even a swathe of people sat on his plinth drinking their coffee. He was all on his own.
I hope that you are ok, wherever you are.
Paddington, and Daddy and I miss you.
K xx
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