Summary
It was the stuff that dreams are made of. There I was, walking up Fore Street in Totnes, minding my own business, when suddenly I was surrounded by women who proceeded to hug and kiss me.
You can imagine the chaos it caused for a few minutes on that narrow pavement outside the Nat West bank where there is hardly room for two people to squeeze by each other.See the full content of this document
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Run in with the Riviera Royals
Seven mature, good looking women, all wearing red hats, making quite a fuss abou...
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