

We get Bordeaux with dinner. Yummy, and insanely cheap [free with our dinner though]! What ever you do, don't touch the cider; it's aweful.
We get beer tickets after every performance, and because of our recent schedule, I've got 7 banked up. No, wait. 6. Postie and I had one while we were in line for lunch.
If you are worried that I'm spending too much time on the computer... don't worry. A little earlier, the parade that we performed in this morning was still going, and marching right past the internet cafe! Now we are being entertained by bombards and singing from performers at the pub next door...
Another shot for good measure:


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I counted nine potatoes with your stew! They might be tight with the bread, but incredibly generous with the tubers. The pressed meat products look... um... dodgy.
Yeah, there are a lot... but look at them... they are pretty small!
...hmmm..
are we going to be looking at fat Cam on your return?
No Dad, you won't be looking at fat Cameron when I get back. I think I've actually lost some weight on this trip... Although, when I cash in my beer tickets, it might be another story...
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