“That’s a ridiculous amount of words.” “Joyce! Hi!” Her voice is hushed but still audible over the manic sounds of the stock-trading in the Irish Financial Services Centre offices, behind her. “Can you talk?” “For a little bit, yeah. How are you?” “I’m fine. I’m in London. With Dad.” “What? With your dad? Joyce, I’ve told you before it’s not polite to bind and gag your father. What are you doing there?” t h a n k s f o r t h e m e m o r i e s / 1 8 7 “I just decided to come over last minute.” Fo...r what, I have no idea. “We’re currently at the Antiques Roadshow. Don’t ask.” I leave the quiet rooms behind me and enter the gallery of the main hall. Below me I can see Dad wandering around the crowds with the bin in his hands. I smile as I watch him. “Frankie, have we ever been to Banqueting House together?” “Refresh my memory: where is it, what is it, and what does it look like?” “It’s at the Trafalgar Square end of Whitehall. It’s a former royal palace designed by Inigo Jones in 1619.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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