oh how funny...a 'hotel break'?...that reminds me...of one of the first christmas' that I was to spend 'alone'....a wonderfully sunny day...a bit windy but lovely for a cycle down Clacton prom....to then espy McGowan...going to check out that hotel-on-the-front...the one with that miserable-looking family, in the window...seated around a long table....McGowan was still working for the CID at that point...joan was still his boss....he was to predictably find a body in the freezer...a petrol nell 'cannibal' speciality for Christmas lunch...."pork stuffing" replies BI online...no wonder that family had looked so miserable...and me? I felt as light as a feather...I didn't have to attend another 'family christmas' ever again...no more of any of 'that'....there, but for the grace of God, go I....and i can remember repeating that phrase, to myself - as I took in the whole scene...go figure.
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