The tour bus was due to leave.  Kyra toyed with the idea of doing her version of that movie where a woman bought a house in Tuscany as the tour bus tootled off behind her.   Perhaps she could buy this rundown cottage on the edge of the wilds, fix it up, get wonderful friends and have mystical adventures exploring the country around the ancient standing stones and the distant  mountains to the north.

Of course she wouldn’t.   There was the matter of visas for a start. Taking one last holiday snap she boarded the bus and rolled off out of the frame.

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