There were waves of happiness, tears of joy, and general laughter as we climbed aboard our mini-bus driven by hubbie to return to our normal humdrum routine after breakfasts, Guinnesses, dinners, discos, swimming pools, fairgrounds, double cycles, bingo, slides, mishaps, loosing Harry, karaoke, Chico, comedians, dancing, walking, sitting on the beach, listening to people quarrelling, having to call security, counting tattoos, watching football, tap dancing, seeing the oldest chalet, going to Gibraltar Point, markets, wind, drizzle, hot hot days, and most of all loving and caring for each other.
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