I went up to Yorks on Friday night (gah! I hate the M1 through Leics and Notts) to see Moth with a mission to clear out all the accumulated 'stuff' in his outhouse and garden on Saturday in enough time to whizz over to try to find http://www.themodernantiquarian.com/site/489
But three trips to the dump later, we were too knackered and couldn't face the drive :-(
So we had a Chinky and laughed all the way through Eurovision instead.
But I did go up to the White Horse and Wayland's with my daughter Cleo and her German exchange student last Wednesday night. Cleo gave me very strict instructions not to mention the war. In the interests of Anglo-German relations I managed to resist telling her that the White Horse had been allowed to green-over during the war so as not to act as a guide for the Luftwaffe. As Basil himself said: 'forgive and forget, Major!'
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