"What did you do after the dinner?" GF asked solicitously.
"I headed back on the coach," he related. "On getting back to the hotel this gorgeous girl seemed to latch onto me. She probably thought I was one of the cyclists[*] She was hanging off me wherever I went and kept saying she wanted a cup of tea. Eventually, I headed for my room. she even followed me there. I opened the door and closed it firmly, leaving her on the outside, then grabbing a tea bag I took it back and handed it to her and she went away."
That's the trouble with these tea-heads.
[*] There was a major cycle race in Cape Town on Sunday.
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