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Saturday, 14 March 2015

In which we are still in bed...

At this present moment we are at Heddons Mouth, high above the crashing waves, with the wind in our hair and the weather set fair for a day's brisk biffing about...
A trusty thermos filled with espresso, some Kendall mint cake and a catering pack of Bazooka, for bazookering veruccas, is strapped to the A of the F's back...
Or, we would be, if we could be arsed to get out of bed...

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