We had afternoon tea on Dartmoor. The cream tea was extortionate. The Germans did not understand what was the fuzz. I just hoovered the left over scones as not everyone ate both scones.
We were given the chance to break up, so I stopped at Two Posts Bridge to take some pictures and got some postcards. I left the main road and went on a small road on Dartmoor, with extra sheep!
It was pirate night, so I wore the standard issued gear, and there were even more pirates than super heroes. Where do they fit all the outfits? I also wondered how would the landlocked Europeans know what are pirates.
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