As we trudged through Bournemouth folk looked at us as if we were tramps. A woman holding a bottle of cider came up to us sympathizing say she lived on the streets too. She directed us to St.Muriels, apparently they give you a free xmas dinner and pressie. We thanked her, was tempted , Josh was not keen.
Later on we were handed a half price voucher for Mc Donalds and stopped there for lunch.
We walked on to Christchurch stopping at a Premier Inn, I joked that maybe they have a key that they give rough looking folk to keep tgem away from the civilised ones. I trimmed my beard and J did my hair. I miss my cap and tried to find a replacement but none came up to my standard .
It was the most xmasy it had felt. We watched xmas tv, fed on mince pies and relaxed.
Phoned Monique having sent her a new years pressie. Was on phone for over an hour.
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