We were sitting at home on one Sunday during cold January after lunch lethargy. “We need to do something,” said my husband. “Let’s go somewhere. Don’t you have anything on your list?” I was too lazy to move from our warm home to venture out on a cold Sunday afternoon. So without much enthusiasm, I toldContinueContinue reading “Hampstead: A walk through the charming English village”
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My Life on the Move 