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Sunday 11th March 2007
      
Tonight (erm, or maybe I mean yesterday night now, or several hours ago) we did go out for a meal at the Waterwitch. We being Anna, Justin, Lucy, M**** and I. Tania joined us at about nine-ish. The food was good, if a bit over-priced and slow to arrive. Oh, and then they put on two bottles of wine on the bill, where only one had been consumed. I pointed out the error and was thanked for checking. But yeah, it was good. We stayed there afterwards for a few drinks before getting home at around midnight.
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I suspect the glass in focus (which?) in the left-most picture here was this strange beer that Lucy had recommended. I couldn't really decide whether I liked it or not, but it was certainly interesting. The beer was, erm, well, smoked, I guess. A strange smoked beer. Smelt not unlike some kind of smoked sausage, perhaps.
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Travelling and dying
We visited Grange-over-sands today. Odd place. There seems to be a lot of travel agents and funeral directors and not much else. Hmmmm. We went for a walk around one of the parks, feeding the ducks. A****** showed a fleeting interest, but still doesn't understand to throw the bread to the ducks rather than eating it himself.
  
We walked some more, wondered where all the normal shops where, passed a few cafés and then, upon realising that, yes, that really is it, we headed back and had lunch somewhere.
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We walked some more, wondered where all the normal shops where, passed a few cafés and then, upon realising that, yes, that really is it, we headed back and had lunch somewhere.
