Talk:Feed the bats/@comment-38320-20180222221633


 * "I see all sorts while I feed them. Just yesterday I saw two lords strolling along the Embankment. Hand in hand, they were. Matching ties, matching moustaches. How... sweet."


 * "I see all sorts while I feed them. Every afternoon, a brother and sister hobble this way. They're ancient as anything – surprised they've not gone to the colonies. But they've never missed meeting up as long as I've been coming here."


 * "I see all sorts while I feed them. Just the other day, over there, a matron hauled her little dog back from the wheels of a hansom. She was shaking with anger. The poor pet didn't understand that she couldn't express how scared she was to nearly lose him."


 * "I see all sorts while I feed them. A pure black carriage with the royal insignia rattled past after breakfast. What's that like, you think, to mourn someone for so many years? What must it have been like while she still had him?"


 * "I see all sorts while I feed them. Saw a Lord with his little son on his shoulders, just walking by the river. That doesn't happen often, you know. Most leave the work of child-raising to the women. But he looked so happy, pointing at the boats. Both of them, I mean."