“Yes, of course. Goodbye then officer”.
She nodded with a smile, and started on the next traveller.
Their luggage, such as it was, was no problem, so they took a taxi to a pub ten miles away, sat in the garden and ordered two beers and an orange juice. It was nine p.m. and quite dark.
When the three of them got up to avail themselves of the outside toilets, they never returned, next stepping out on the rear paddock of Golightly House.
Roger carried Dew's bag, while Michael manoeuvred his wife inside.
“Where are we now, Mike?”
“We're home, dear”.
“Where is that?”
“In Wales. Come on, let's go inside”.
“How can that be? We only left Thailand about three hours ago...?”
“Don't worry about it for now. Let's just get inside, sit down and have a chat with the others”.
They all sat at th
