Of course, no day out is complete without a break for food and drink. I first went in this cafe as a baby, long, long ago. The staff have changed, and it's more colourful inside now.
The Olde Naked Man Cafe, Settle (Built 1663)
I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.
Mwahaaaaammmmmmmmmm!
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