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A Lake District escape (Rousse)

One minute I was lying next to my gorgeous cousin N. The next I was a kidnap victim, crushed into the back of a car heading for the Lake District. A strangely-shaped man, who had obviously raided my rucksack, squashed … Continue reading

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