And my Dad landed in England.
What I
think my class will remember the best however, was the playground (for the children) at the zoo. It was one of the
bigger, sturdier and cooler once. When we were supposed to go home, we let
loose in there first. Visit the zoo? For quite a while we were the zoo.
Even Nick,
the head of our course (and 60-something years old) took the tunnel corkscrew
slide several times.
We arrived
back in Southend at 18.05, at which point I got a phone call from my dad who
said he had just put his bags down in the guest house. He then rendezvoused with
him and my aunt from Denmark and had dinner at an Italian restaurant. He had
also brought with him chocolate and seasoning from Norway.
At 21.07 I
was finally back in my own room, full, exhausted and satisfied. Now I’m going
to bed.
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