It’s our 38th wedding anniversary today. The weather’s not good this afternoon in St Helen’s. We managed to get out this morning to the beach in the sunshine, albeit rather earlier than expected.
While waiting for the kettle to boil after breakfast, I detected a strong whiff of gas. Panicking slightly in case we had a gas leak and the van was about to blow, I turned off the kettle and went outside to find Sam, whose legs were sticking out from under the van (not an unusual sight) due to having to repair a loose post on the decking. He’d noticed a smell too, and went around the back of the van to check out if it was a leak from our van and to turn off the flow of gas from the bottles.
While he was checking if we had a gas leak, I walked to Reception to…
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