
I do hate the City of London! It is the only thing whichever comes between us.

Arthur Conan Doyle (1859-1900), A Duet with an Occasional Chorus, 1899

I do hate the City of London! It is the only thing whichever comes between us.

Arthur Conan Doyle (1859-1900), A Duet with an Occasional Chorus, 1899
Was he talking about the whole of London, or just the square mile? That’s got me wondering now.
Best wishes, Pete.
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No South London. Sherlock Holmes never entered the hinterland.
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