And ghosts seem not to be predictable; St Bartholomew’s hospital has been on the site for many centuries, thousands of people died extremely unpleasant deaths just outside at Smithfields, and yet the only ghost it has is a 20th century nurse who haunts one of the lifts.

This seems odd…

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Might be a bit crowded round there, love the Church round the corner. Went round the museum there a couple of years ago, but ran out of time.
Hope the nurse has nothing to do with my family, quite a few trained there as doctors and nurses.

But I have never really warmed to Harvey Nics; strange, given my addiction to retail therapy…

Perhaps shame and embarressment are the new obesity related diseases? But I suppose the graveyards full of skeletal remains upon internment is the healthy option?

One wonders though the fact that young women are drinking alcohol more and more than ever before, there does seem to be some conflict with health here, or perhaps livers and other glands/organs damages don’t count as much as some flesh on the bones?

But back to Bea, shouldn’t she be at Harvey Nics where her aunt haunted when alive and dead?

Admittedly I never actually had any puppy fat, but if I had then no-one would ever have said anything other than that it was puppy fat and I would grow out of it.

Nowadays it would be hailed as conclusive proof that I’d be dead in five years from obesity related disease.

Not all change is for the better…