The Fleece at Cirencester
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... He managed to swap it for a bottle of champagne.
Kathleen, she of the apricot cardigan, had dropped by VERY EARLY a couple of days before while I was out the back hanging out some washing, looking very much like a paid-up member of Group One, in daggy housework clothes, wet hair, and I have to admit, the odd curler-- to invite me to the meeting.
At least I had time to prepare for the meeting and made sure I had on the right gear. Something unobtrusive that would ...
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... in at St Peters Church, Upper Slaughter dating back to the 1500s when a family named Slaughter lived in the area. Moved off thought Lower Swell to Stow on the Wold. It was extremely busy, hard to find a park so we decided to head off to Oxford. Rod had a salmon and prawn salad and I had white baite and salad. I thought it would be fish and chips, but it was little fish about three inches long with their heads on served up in a bowl! It was ...
... br> Now what happens when you leave an hour earlier than you have already
paid for, can you claim a refund ? NO.
Don t get me wrong I don’t mind
paying but cant we find a better system. A pay on exit, that fairer.
These pay and display machines don’t even give change or take
credit cards ! Now I'm not sure it s a great way to ensure tourists
or other visitor stop and spend time in the town.
Apart from the pay and ...
... and chats.
Sunday, we slept in, then had a big brunch together before the others had to return to London. Then Ian, Carole and I headed off to a lunch party at friends of theirs. I met some interesting people and we had some great food. It was pouring by the time we got home this evening, and I managed to skid my way through a puddle between the car and the door. Naturally I was wearing pink satin shoes, so my acrobatics just did wonders for them :P