Time for a new county
We got up early-ish. We bummed around the friends house until other friends could join us for a pre-planned trip to Nottingham.
We left late home county late. We arrived Notts late. We found hotel. I'd booked 3 rooms but the guest house only had two available. This meant I had to share. This was ok. This was more than ok.
We met friends, we had a good time. We had excellent vege lasagne. Best ever.
Things we saw:
Lincolnshire. I fucking hate Lincolnshire. Going through Lincolnshire is the worst thing about going to Notts. Notts friends.
1 Comments:
My friend in London owns a house (or two?) in Lincolnshire. I didn't know it was bad :-(
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