We arrived as the sun was going down
That is my excuse for not figuring out how to switch the mains fusebox on. We spent a pleasant evening in the local hotel watching smartly dressed young women gather for what appeared to be a reunion do.
Eventually the country music looped recording wore us down and my foot started tapping. One glass of Jameson’s and it was time to try out the new torch on our way to bed.
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