We were suddenly told to go and get a drink at the bar. I
had no idea if we were allowed a second but some people did attempt it; but
whether that drink was also free; whether it wasn’t supposed to be free or whether
they shelled out their own dosh I don’t know. Then the posh cakes arrived and
once we’d paired up and worked out who didn’t want what, we could start to
trade with other tables. After our tea and some complimentary wine, we were
forced out into the cold for photographs on the steps. We had to pose behind a
gigantic banner before returning inside to receive our awards in a gift bag. As
well as a bottle of bubbly to take home, we also each received a box of chocs
and a grooming kit. The bus decided to head back through the town rather than
the motorway because of the traffic.
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