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.. C is French, small but very active, constantly at work in their massive garden.
P is a chatty Brit, from the south coast and is the , er...., more sensitive of the two.
I posted from some weird places before. but this is ridiculous.
We have stopped in the Loire valley for a week, staying in a small village in the chauffers quarters of a big old house. The only wifi we can get is in the front garden, and the glare on the screen is so bad that I have by bath towel over me head.
The house is owned by two remarkable old gents, who ve set up home together. C is French, small but very active, constantly at work in their massive garden.
P is a chatty Brit, from the south coast and is the , er...., more sensitive of the two.
anyways... must dash, the neighbours are staring
Where is the strangest place you have ever posted from ?
I posted from some weird places before. but this is ridiculous.
We have stopped in the Loire valley for a week, staying in a small village in the chauffers quarters of a big old house. The only wifi we can get is in the front garden, and the glare on the screen is so bad that I have by bath towel over me head.
The house is owned by two remarkable old gents, who ve set up home together. C is French, small but very active, constantly at work in their massive garden.
P is a chatty Brit, from the south coast and is the , er...., more sensitive of the two.
anyways... must dash, the neighbours are staring
Where is the strangest place you have ever posted from ?
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