Finn has taken us to north Yorkshire to witness his adventures with Paul the giraffe, who he met up with in a pub just outside York this afternoon. While we are holed up somewhere off the A19 the pair of us adults also hope to get some writing in. Indeed, M is typing furiously on another piece of computer equipment as I blog. I'm hoping to blast a couple of huge outlines out over the next couple of days but, right now, admiring the day's photos of Finn whilst sprawled on a bouncy hotel bed seems a pleasant alternative. Tomorrow, we're off to Thirsk for the racing, weather permitting.
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