Tuesday 19 June 2007

UK: to Falmouth

Mrs M went to Heathrow to catch the bus to Falmouth. Six weary hours later she arrived with a numb bum and took a taxi to the B&B next to Flossie’s flat. The room was barely big enough to swing an Omani dustbin cat, but it mattered little. After dining with Floss, she slept like a log thanks to a hottie, cotton flannelette jammies and bed socks.

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