Misinformation

Tsk Tsk! Pfft!

That Emma J. Lannie is a terrible fibber.

I did not attempt to start fights. I ‘offered’ a fight. Not one of the Time Travel Opportunists would fight me. The end-of-night-fight is obviously a great Northern tradition that hasn’t made it down there.

But I had a Top Banana Time and read stories and people laughed, but not in a bad way. I also got to meet some more good people and slept in a spooky room with a concrete floor, a view of a working funeral parlour and a pack of mad dogs.

And, thanks to a homeward bound detour through the Peak District, Sian and I managed to test out the new windscreen wipers in scary sideways rain.

Result! 

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