The Leamington ladies

This is a warm tale of some kind women I met in Leamington Spa.  First day as a postgraduate student. I had two full days of meetings so I booked into a hotel in Leamington for a treat. Got to the station first thing, to find trains all cancelled. Typical crap rail travel. Luckily ‘Richy to the rescue’ was working at home. He picked me up, drove me to Leamington, dropped my bag at the hotel, then dropped me at the university just in time.  Several hours later, I was back in Leamington Spa, looking for the hotel.

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