Much like Fletcher and Godber in Porridge, we elect for a quiet night in tonight, which may have something to do with the total absence of pubs. The bikes are happy, as this is a vast improvement on their normal accommodation. We are less happy, as the only diversions available consist of the contents of the bookshelf, where Bravo Two Zero is edged out for the literary prize by Jennings & Darbyshire. Once again, I question Liam about the size of hip flask he considers adequate. It's still day one.
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