Albert and I stayed in a motel by a lake for a few days - it was a quiet location. On bonfire night ten burly bikers rolled in, we nodded at them and they nodded at us and we did not see them again.
Albert and I went to bed early because we could not find any firework events - imagine our surprise to be awakened around 11 pm by fireworks and giggles! We watched our motel biker friends let off splendid fireworks and bangers until midnight.
What I did not tell you was that the bikers were all wearing their pyjamas . . . . I so wanted to interview the biker proudly wearing his Winnie the pooh pair but Albert would not let me.
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