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We dined well in the hotel that evening. I think that after all those ‘complimentaries’ anything we ate would’ve seemed wonderful! But sober Mrs H confirmed that the food was very good indeed.

And then to bed? No way! Not until I’d checked those complimentary flasks once more. Now I wouldn’t want you to think I’m a boozer.. but you must admit... needs must when the devil drives!... not even ‘needs’.. or ‘wants’... but irresistible temptation!

When we woke, flinging open the curtains I couldn’t see our beach. No.. I wasn’t blind drunk, the estuary was fogged up, not me!