THE DAY I MET JACK THE RIPPER (A RE-POST)
In August, 1991, I finally traveled to London. It was the first time I'd ever been abroad, but I hope it won't be the last. Whilst I was there, the chap I was staying with at the time took me to downtown Victoria. It's one of my favourite parts of London, actually. However, something happened while... Sign in to see full entry.