July 2013 #5

In a dim and distant past I owned a language school in Buenos Aires, the Victoria School of English. The school had five classrooms, and these were - somewhat prosaically - numbered one to five. When I closed the school down and moved into the building to live, room number five became my bedroom, so it has particular resonance for me today.

I didn't keep many memories of the Victoria School when I closed it down in 1997, but for some reason I hung on to the door numbers, which I have used today (some blurred out) as my blip.

[Longsight, Manchester, UK]