The Detour The distorted discoloured face scowled at Josh from atop its stony plinth, its drooping mouth making it look as though it had suffered...
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‘What’s that doing there? It’s disgusting. I’d never eat one of those.’ The man in the queue in the café pointed at a vegan pasty,...
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It’s the time of year when I get the urge to breathe new life into our The Real Tenerife website. This feeling is prompted annually...
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Four flighty faeries dance on my draining board. Tiny creatures with features almost too small to make out. Clinging lilac and purple gossamer chemises hint...
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‘It’s like being in Midsomer Murders,’ remarked our friend Sarah after her first day staying with us. By the end of her visit, she tasked...
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