I was up for that but the first thing they wanted to do was go shopping! So that was the plan for the day, shuffling through the busy stores crowded w...th other tourists buying souvenirs and such. Not my idea of fun but I knew it couldn’t be only about what I wanted to do so I quietly went along. I will never forget it, Marble Arch, that’s where we boarded the train. We shuffled aboard as the trains passengers were busily getting on and off, going about their daily routines. We sat down and the. Aunty ke baare mai batata hu woh ek khoobsurat 40 saal ki lady thi unka figure tight aur maintained tha jo sahi size ki bra ke pehenne ke wajah se hua , unka badan har tarah se perfect tha woh na slim thi na fat but perfect woh aksar suit mai aur saree dono mai rehti thi ghar par aur kabhi kabhi jeans bhi pehenti thi jo meri haalat kharab kar deti thiAb aate hai story par , maine mom dad ko station chor kar ghar lock karke uncle ke ghar chala gaya , waha uncle toh nahi the shayad duty par gaye. As I've mentioned before, I had more medals than most men in 1RGJ, and the same could be said for those in the QDG. All eyes were on me as I jangled my way through the main room of the mess; miniature medals are worn with mess dress, but mine were full sized, as I was in No2 Home Dress, of khaki tunic and trousers. I hadn't yet bought my mess dress, and four full sized medals with their ribbons, and parachute wings, look good on a khaki background. I must admit I did have a bit of a swagger on. After about ten minutes, I looked up and Elizabeth was standing there with a small milkshake type of drink and gave it to me apologizing again. I told her again that it was no big deal and since I was the only one in there at the time, I asked her to sit down.To my surprise she sat down and thanked me. I told her to drink the milkshake and take a break. I told her I was in the area on business for the next two weeks and she asked me what I did and we chatted for a while.Now realize, I'm in my.