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Saturday, 12 September 2015

Monday 18th July 2005 Bramsche to Ibbenburen.

Boy on bank at KP6 MLK looking for his friend who is swimming
 with mask, snorkel and flippers somewhere in the stern wash
12.1º C. Sunny spells with dark clouds. Humid. Set off just after 8 a.m. I’d had a really rough night, kept waking up. I was horizontal all day. I managed to make some tea, slowly, and salad for lunch. When we stopped in the old canal arm at Ibbenburen, Mike went off to get the car and called in the local supermarket for beer, sausages and bread. He lit our BBQ and Bill lit his and they sat out,
of this passing commercial! Idiot child!
Mike cooked sausages and he’d bought some ribs from the supermarket for Bill to cook for him and Fanny. I spent most of the day sprawling flat out on the bed. It was very hot and sticky.


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