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"The Old Rectifying House", Worcester The next day I was planning to go to Haverfordwest to reduce the distance to get to St David's which Davina had recommended I visit. But I couldn't book accommodation in busy St Davids. I had my last supper at The Old Rectifying House, which was more like a restaurant than a bar. Everybody came with their companions and took a cosy table. I sat at the corner of a big table and observed staff moving around and the coming and going of customers to the toilet. |
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