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"The Wheatsheaf #1" It was raining in Oakham, after I checked in at The Old Wisteria Hotel. I visited The Wheatsheaf which was recommended by the landlady as the local pub. It came up to my expectation. A very old local lady slowly came in and the barmaid warmly welcomed her. She had shepherd's pie and ate very slowly, which must be her ordinary speed. Then she left and came back to get her forgotten stick. |
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