....when I was a little guy in England everything was closed on Boxing Day.Instead of the mindless hysterical shopping sagas of today I would visit family.Uncle Boris who lived in Aldgate and worked on the London Underground.Aunt Ruby in Stamford Hill....trolley buses went there from Liverpool St.Aunt Gladys in Ruislip at the end of the Piccadilly Line.I don't remember anything of the visits but how I got there is still vivid in my mind.
Where will my little guy take me this New Year and how will I travel?
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