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Idlers of Empire

I had neither kith nor kin in England, and was therefore as free as air -- or as free as an income of eleven shillings and sixpence a day will permit a man to be. Under such circumstances, I naturally gravitated to London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.

--Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Saturday, 8 September 2007

Happy Saturday Everyone!

Posted by Alison at 9/08/2007 06:45:00 am
Labels: frivolity

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