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Hide and Seek ...
It’s not everyday you loose your other half in a garden centre.
“Where are you ?”, said K as she called my mobile phone. I was looking for her by Santa’s Grotto having last seen her behind two rather larger ladies who, having their eyes on the free mince pies and mulled wine, meant I’d given her the slip by the gazebos.
Re-united (and with the world’s largest rubbish bag) we went to the Christmas Fair to eat mincepies and buckwheat pancakes,drink Glühwein and watch the Morris Men dance to the sound of the Stroh violin.
