Monday, 19 April 2010

Day X,It might br Monday,behold the rescue bus

Gary has done his knee in and can't walk down hills, this and my comic inability to walk up them has resulted in Plan B which was the ickle rescue bus which took us with much alacrity to Berwick upon tweed,which is quaint but soggy.

We're now on another bus to somewhere called Seahouses,which if my powers of deduction are correct will fearure houses by the sea. Tommorow the holy island at any cost!

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