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I judge the day a fine one where I can as well write out of doors as in. I go to Golden Square, one of Soho's finest, Dickens knew it well. There's little traffic, people are chatting and hanging out. And look at those sumptious gables. The pigeon on the head of George II’s statue is standard. With plentiful benches to sit on, people are so at peace here, rare in tumultuous London, talking quietly, reading, checking their emails, drinking coffee. The square is not far from Broadwick Street where I had the pleasure of visiting Cowling & Wilcox, art suppliers extraordinary.