Derek and Jo are off to Čakovec, a train stop between Budapest to Venice in northern Croatia. They leave in a fortnight's time, on a four-month contract. I'd been out watching the football on Arab TV so we met late in the
Prince of Wales; Dave was drunk, Roger and Hazel had booked a flight to Beijing, Lithuanian fishermen played pool in the back room, and a pint of bitter cost £1.26.
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