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| Whilst I’ve been booked on late flights before, I’ve never been booked onto the very last flight of the night, so it was a weird experience wandering through a Gatwick Airport that was quite as deserted as it was… |
| d18402 Friday, 03 May, 2013 |
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| Saturday, 04 May, 2013 After the awful weather the previous day, the most noticeable thing when I drew the curtains was not only the blue sky, but the visible presence of Arran out in the Firth of Clyde which has simply been shrouded in weather the previous day… |
| Sunday, 05 May, 2013 |
| I’d had to get up early the previous day, so with breakfast being served later I took the opportunity to have a bit of lie-in… d18405 |
| Having checked out and left my luggage I walked the couple of yards from the hotel to the bus stop and caught the bus out to the small harbour town of Dunure, a few miles south of Ayr… |
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