Somewhere In Wales
Somewhere In Wales
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Somewhere In Wales.
By Ceefax.
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"My feet are numb," Gwen said, mournfully.
"My nose is cold," Tosh chipped in.
Jack paused at the top of a small rise and turned in a circle, scanning the horizon. "We're saved! There's a village."
"There'd better be a pub," said Owen, scowl on his face and hands in his pockets.
Ianto stepped up beside Jack and theatrically shaded his eyes. "Yes, there is a pub... I can almost make out the sign... I think it's called the Slaughtered Lamb."
Owen burst out laughing. "Jack, mate, if something big and hairy comes lunging at you, just fucking run, okay?"
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