Pizza, fail!

The Gorse Fox is having a quiet evening at his hotel. His cold is
being suppressed by over-the-counter drugs, but he still feels a bit
distant.

Not really feeling like going out, he ordered pizza from the hotel. In
his experience it is difficult to create a bad pizza. The restaurant
in the hotel have obviously excelled themselves and somehow done the
impossible and created a lousy pizza. The Gorse Fox would be furious
if he could actually be bothered.

Tomorrow requires another trip to Birmingham, but not an early start.
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