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Sunday, June 18, 2006

Some english motorway services 100 miles from Portsmouth

just before you enter the cross country section of the trip from Portsmouth to the north. (The dressage was up to Oxford on the A34).

It was late I admit (after midnight) but all we wanted was cup of coffee and a tea. Finding the coffee and a cup of tea was easy. Actually buying it was difficult. No cash so we proffered a card.

"This machine's been buggerin' about all day... might not work at all..."

"What would happen then - I haven't any money..."

"I'd just send you to the cash point me duck - 'ang about it's working well bugger me..."

£5-87 for a tea a coffee and a bottle of fruits of the forest flavour iced tea (for the road). We sat in the restaurant surrounded by tables full of either very late or very early breakfasts with brown sauce and fried egg competing for leftover of the year. The two tea ladies sat in the non smoking section of the restaurant and smoked. NB The use of the word restaurant in no way implies that real food was available. (or real service), ((or real value)), (((or real life))).