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Britain to Bangladesh – the people you meet on journeys

I looked out of the window and saw that it was raining. “Brilliant,” I thought “just what I need.” I’d managed three weeks in the UK in, quite frankly, stupidly cold weather and yet avoided the rain when it had … Continue reading

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