Well our first holiday on our own, as the teens no longer want to be with us, as we can be a bit of an embarrassment and have even been asked to walk behind them on occasions, as though we are not with them. They have both gone camping so I thought I would book a luxury break in the Cotswolds- Gloucester to be precise . Booked it about a month ago on a special pre-paid deal before the monsoons decided to become stationery over poor old Tekesbury and Gloucester. We feel incredibly sad for the poor souls who have lost everything, so our gripe with the big man up stairs seemed a bit fraudulent . After a bit of gentle persuasion that could have erupted into a full scale war I manged to persuade the hotel group to transfer the booking to Norwich, the driest place in the country at the moment, talk about tempting fate. The Broads should be very nice at this time of the year . Norwich City a bit like us really-family club.
Come on you Reds-Anticipation rules.
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