Arrived yesterday in deepest Lancashire,woke up this morning to " Lancashire Sunshine" or rain as we know it to be on the dry side of the pennines,after a harrowing evening playing a board game with our hosts,brightened up only by a couple of John Smiths and a drop of wine with a small whisky for dessert.
We have been delegated last minute shopping duties Andrew and me as porters with Sheila as boss,Gina is working today so is excused,hopefully we may come across a parched pea art installation ,or outdoor black pudding sculptors at work,which would add a touch of culture to the day.
Everything now hinges on Father Christmas coming up with the goods,and the board game mysteriously disappearing,for a memorable vernal equinox event.
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