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Wednesday, 24 June 2009
After the eventual arrival of the FEC and Custard Crew, we went to sample the delights of typically Cumbrian rain. The dry lowlands of Scotland were a welcome relief, as was the judicious use of satnav to find Morrisons in Baillieston. A 'Scottish' breakfast later, we went in search of the Cultural Attache's kick in the nuts. We didn't have to go far to find it, hiding just off a roundabout in Muirhead...