I slept in to recover from the jet lag, and then dallied around until our bbq in mid-afternoon, where we met the people who live over in Crick Road. After drooling a bit over the unattainable but super cute with an accent British man, a group of us went out to The Eagle and Child (where the Inklings would meet) and had a genuine English beer.
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I don't think you should mention beer. What if someone at Malone reads it?
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