Just so we're clear, Herself was watching Mistresses on the googlebox. I had suffered a day in south Nottingham learning all about Dreamweaver* and needed some fresh air. A quick scan of
Tony Kempster's excellent-as-ever site alerted me to the fact that despite this being the start of the arse end of the season, there wasn't an awful lot happening in our neck of the woods. I would normally walk over hot coals not to go to Glapwell, but there was little other option. My last visit to Hall Corn...
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