We went out for a spin in the wife’s Z today and decided to stop for a quick drink at the pub where we had the pre cruise meal in April. We sat outside for about an hour and it was so typically olde England that it felt like we were in an episode of Midsomer Murders. First off a family stopped off for a pint and all climbed down from a steam traction engine pulling two trailers. Not long after a bloke called in riding on his lawn mower and then an aging rock star pulled up with a girl young enough to be his daughter. And I murdered two pints of Leaning Tower.
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