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We ploughed our way through as much as we could. Even Limey left some.
I managed a couple of pakoras, but really just picked at the bread. We took some of the leftovers away and I admit I woke up about 03.00 and finished off the naan in bed. Perhaps that's the way to do it.
Anyway, we realised we were the last people in the restaurant so abandoned hope of any more comestibles.
Bit more of Mother; Limey at the bar, snowflake in the window.
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