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The steam slowly began to permeate the room filling every crack in the mortar. The fresh odour de feet invading the senses with entirety. 13 moist men crammed into the bothe to the rhythmic backdrop of drip, drip, drip as 13 pairs of socks, jackets and base layers dried in varying stages, hung precarilously from temperory hooks around the room.
"anyone for a game of strip snap?" is the first break in the silence. The group as one turn to the ecstatic voice of Mr Spratt before a for lone George points to a dripping ace of spades.
We had been sitting in the confines of the bothe for 4 hours hugging its little burner various groups arriving from their expeditions! One pupil a mointrously huge gent by the name of Jamie had become our new celebrating dawning the nickname gigantor breaking whole trees in his bare hands. The minutes ticked by... The hours unfolded and the days crept by.
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