With recently finishing my degree (fingers crossed) I’ve been trying to make the most of being a student in London while I still can. Myself and a few friends decided to escape our rather sheltered lives in West London to explore the city. I found a cheeky voucher for a rooftop restaurant near Bank called Coq d’Argent. Considering this restaurant has the French word for money in the title I felt I’d done pretty well with a voucher getting us 2 courses for £15.
After reaping all of the food benefits we could we decided enough was enough and to save our expanding waistlines we’d go for a walk about. We ended up a St Paul’s and this is where I noticed something that has spurred me on to write this post.
Near the old cloisters of St Paul’s was a strange looking sculpture and after having a little…
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