At the Villa Magna - the tele looks exactly like a mirror, the only telltale sign that it's in any way electronical is that there's a teeny tiny red light on one corner. They've obviously been to the Spanish version of Harvey Norman (Javier Normona) and paid a naffing fortune for it. Nigel has been v taken with it from the minute he realised what it was and has attempted many options of photograph to show it off to his friends in its best light. However this morning when packing, he flung open his steel case ready to cram a handful of tees in, but in his haste, the top lid snapped back and in an instant the whole corner of the tele was gone and there were bits of mirror everywhere. That's 7 years bad luck, a quick getaway from the Villa Magna and a heated discussion about whether the bits of mirror were thrown in the bin, flushed down the loo or slowly eaten. I voted for the latter but he wasn't up for it so we kicked them under the bed and made a quick get away in a rented Nissan.
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