My father and several hundred other American gentlemen were assigned a few days leave; to be spent in London. Yes, it was WWII, but it was (and still is) a great place to visit. His hotel, one of the few opened, was The Russell Square.
Forty years ago I was assigned chaperone duty for my two young nephews who thought the elevator was a toy, the room keys were disposable, and their pajamas were the required dress for the formal dining room. Our London hotel was The Russell Square.
In two weeks I’ll hopefully be in London admiring the foyer, the grand staircase, and comfortable rooms. The Russell Square has my reservation, but I’ll not wear my pajamas into the dinning room.
In two weeks I’ll hopefully walk from The Russell Square to The Tate Museum to research paintings created by JMW Turner. Mr. Turner, one of his paintings-not the artist, is a character in both August Snow (hopefully, released for Christmas) and Golden Leaf (possibly 2017). Maybe when I finish both novels I’ll play in the elevator in The Russell Square.
Enough!