Great to reach the Prescott’s adobe palace and to be greeted with Prosecco on the doorstep by a trim and hirsute Steve . Susan and he blended haute cuisine, wonderful wine and informal luxury as we traded personal war stories, blue speck/Red Sea politics, grandchildren (and occasionally children ) , how to pronounce Saoirse and they joys of their menagerie 3 dogs and abundant birdsong.
Brothers in Arms
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Is that a rodent?
The state mascot
Rhymes with inertia according to Herself!