My Stage is the World

Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practise to deceive

A Grand Day Out

Psyched about our first proper outing, we eagerly awoke, only to find that there was no power and no water. Soo, baby wipes and dry shampoo it was! Luckily the hob in the kitchen was a gas hob, so JK made us eggs on bread for breakfast. The minibus rocked up almost an hour early and Adolf introduced us to our driver – Kujo.

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