I scarcely remember the door being removed, much less this letter being written or me swiping it as a keepsake from my London program back in the summer of 2003. But there you have it — the British notion of security involves opening your living quarters to prowlers, jewel thieves and axe murderers.
I'm wondering if any kids from my program know about this blog — Megan and Molly, I'm looking at you — and if so, if they can remind me how we broke the door in the first place. Also: the super's name was "Murch"? "Murch"?!
EDIT: Huh. I looked a few days back at Megan's blog and she just recently put up a post about London too.