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I’m not sure why we were there. Dog minding maybe, but that’s absurd... we don’t like dogs. Their family were back and it was early morning. Breakfast was not so much served but available if you cared to serve yourself. My uber-polite upbringing demanded FHB, so even though I wasn’t their family, I held back, not sure of the form. Mrs H was tucking in.

They live just yards across the High Street so why tf did we stay for breakfast? And how and when the hell would I get some?

Then I woke up, starving.

Aren’t dreams strange?

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    Drew Martyn 7 months ago

    Dreamblr, what a brilliant idea, Neville! And such a good drabble, too, it's so odd all the way through until the reveal at the end - thoroughly enjoyable :)
    Also, what's FBH? I'm racking my brain here but obviously it's not working...

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    Drew Martyn 7 months ago

    *FHB even!

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    Neville Hunt 7 months ago

    Thanks Drew. There were clues to FHB in the surrounding text. FHB = ‘family hold back’, i.e. wait until after guest have been served. I thought it was a well known concept/acronym... and it saved a couple of words! 😊

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    Drew Martyn 7 months ago

    Oh right - I've never heard that one, but I get it :)

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