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"Still, she was so surprisingly like, it did give me a turn.

They oughtn't to let such crazy females into public conveyances." Fortunately, his panic had not seized him until he was within a short distance from Bloomsbury, and it did not take him long to reach Queen Square and his shop in the passage.

He let himself in and went up to a little room on an upper floor, which he used as his sitting room.

The person who looked after him did not sleep on the premises, but she had laid a fire and left out his tea things.

Come down and look sharp about it." Leander came down, taking care to shut the street door behind him.

"You ain't the police," he said apprehensively.

They each took an arm and walked him roughly off between them towards Queen Square.

"We'll show you who we are," they said.

We had, you know, and so we were told she would have to stop the diet because there's no one to manage it.

But because we were at Chalfont, They were able to key us up with somebody in Queen Square under the University College Hospital.

And so it did continue for Lucy into adulthood until we were ready to wean her off it properly when she moved into her house.

But it was done under scientific conditions.

stretch marks and like purple all over my calves from from how they'd stretched you know when you're that age like I think you know 14 15 it was embarrassing and like I would cover them up I still wanted to wear like skirts and dresses and I would wear long socks to go on a night out to cover them up obviously you know they were just like huge um so now I know that that was one of the signs of having muscular dystrophy.

Finally got referred to the National Hospital of Neurology and Neurosurgery in Queen's Square.

And so I was like, okay, finally, like, I'm going to get answers.

It was a long road, obviously.

Well, it was an interdisciplinary scientific dining club, essentially, from the late 1940s, started in 1949, but mainly met in the basement of a nurse's home next to the National Hospital for Nervous Diseases.

in Queen Square in London, in Bloomsbury.

The idea was that the members would have something to eat and a few drinks, enough drinks to kind of loosen the vocal cords.

Then they would all turn in their easy chairs towards a blackboard where somebody would open a discussion.

That was surprising, but their discussions of them were very sensible, actually.

It's got some of the notes and things I found on it.

Yeah, I know the CIA were interested in that, weren't they, really? But I think you mentioned that these happened in the basement of the nurse's home in Queen Square, next to Queen Square Hospital, the National Hospital of Neurology and Neurosurgery.

And I've got this picture of sort of... 49 50 when very smoky london lots of bomb craters around and then we'll come in they started out monthly i know grey walter couldn't afford to come up from bristol on the train sort of every month but then gradually as time went by they became less frequent and then in 1955 they stopped other than a reunion in 58. so why'd they stop i mean they all become profs and sort of ruled themselves out or had cybernetics become less hot as a topic

You see, we are an old London family.

The house in Queen Square, where my brother nominally lived, but actually kept his collection, has been occupied by us for generations, and most of the Bellinghams are buried in St. George's burial ground close by, though some members of the family are buried in other churchyards in the neighborhood.

Now, my brother, who by the way, was a bachelor, had a strong feeling for the family traditions, and he stipulated, not unnaturally, in his will, that he should be buried in St. George's burial ground among his ancestors, or at least in one of the places of burial appertaining to his native parish.

But instead of simply expressing the wish and directing his executors to carry it out, he made it a condition affecting the operation of the will." "Affecting it in what respect?" I asked.

So I put it away and have it in a box still." "He must have been an extraordinarily pigheaded old fellow," I remarked.

"Yes, he was very tenacious.

He annoyed my father a good deal, too, by making unnecessary alterations in the house in Queen Square when he fitted up his museum.

We have a certain sentiment with regard to that house.

And the way this happened was completely out of the blue.

Uh, I was then working in London at the National Hospital for Neurology in Queen Square at UCL, and we received a letter from a doctor describing a guy in his thirties.

And this guy had been a highly productive person.

He was in finance.

So to start, the authors utilized the Point MS cohort.

This is the Queen Square Multiple Sclerosis Center in London.

OK.

And the study design was a prospective single center cohort study.

I mean, I got to that rotation and absolutely hated it.

I worked in Queen's Square.

first and it was a massive disappointment sorry to colleagues you know

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