Who would have thought that anyone lucky enough to live in a nice place like this would call me a T**T? Must have been a foreign tourist in a British hire car, practising his English in a West country accent. Perhaps the word in his language means: " Nice Bike" ? 
We stopped with David for cream tea, garlic bread and a pint of grapefruit and tonic in a quaint pub full of OAPs on a coach tour. We were just about the only ones dressed in leather! 
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