Birdman of Brighton

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I spent a good half hour chatting with this lovely gent while he fed the pigeons and he regaled me with stories of his army days, life in post war London and general life history. Never once asked me a question who I was or what I was about, nor did I mind at all, he was obviously a bit lonely and just happy to have some human company and I was more than happy to listen to a slice of life and times of a tough and gentle generation who are gradually disappearing.


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