I got ad email from National Express from time to time. Usually I read everyone of them before deleting, even I've never got a chance to book a ticket to Edinburgh or Bristle or Birmingham.
I guess I miss London, I really do.
My sister was once vexed by my wining about how I wish I were in London, and asked, 'What do you exactly miss in London?'
Suddenly I hesitated.
Probably everything, probably nothing but simply the city named London and hunted past.
Those good old days, I would say.