Our love affair with Wales continues. I found a cottage with my usual thrift and speed - a week later we were off to the West with Eesvan and Ro, a doctor and a lawyer. They're not as bad as they sound. We picked said individuals up from Oxford and forged ahead. Things got amusing when the normally infallible Tomtom started to play up - having decided we felt peckish, we instructed the machine to find sustenance. It found us a rabbit. The blasted satnav decided that instead of taking us to the motorway services stop via, say, the motorway, it would indulge in a geographical flight of fancy and take us via the small backroads. On the backroads, I squashed a rabbit (they're pests here, be ye not squeamish). Thus the makers of Tomtom are
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