On the plane to Edinburgh, waiting for take off. I'm eating a cheese an' onion sarnie.
It's wonderful. On so many levels, it's wonderful.
How can a simple f'n sandwich make you misty-eyed?
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The Inn of Infinite Sadness, or alternatively, Smudge and Hobbes' Traumatising Transcendental Transatlantic Trip. Being the adventures of two very large, unwillingly peripatetic, half-Bengal cats and their owner (of rather similar description) as they prepare to leave the North American continent in search of a new life in their (the cats, not the owner) ancestral homeland of Aneda. Sigh, what I won't do for a decent cup of tea.
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