The Not so Secret Bunker
September 11th 2017 By the fifteenth time I’d been asked if we were there yet and having handed over the third snack of the morning as well as an argument over the fact that we were passing Newcastle Under Lyme which didn’t mean we had gone the wrong way and that no we weren’t heading North, I was delighted to pull onto the car park and let my small friend race across the tarmac to greet his bestiest friend Sio
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