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I'm on a two day training course starting today. It's in Holborn. It meant I cycle past this block. I used to live here for several years in the 1990s.
The courtyard did not look like this. 
When I lived here the courtyard was usually occupied by Schizophrenic John my downstairs neighbour who would "play" his two-stringed guitar and sing to his heart's content into the wee small hours.
He only stopped after people yelled from their balconies "John, get to bed!"

Home in time for the football. A really good game played as football should be played. Congratulations France.