The Gorse Fox was just thinking... In Brighton, on a corner, stands a restaurant called Days. It is a buffet style with a choice of hundreds of dishes from India, China, Japan, Italian, and so forth. It seems to be packed and the food is fresh, and generally superb.
And so the Gorse Fox went to Cribbs Causeway and found a restaurant called Preview Grill. It is a buffet style, with a choice of Indian, Chinese, Italian and so forth. The problem lay in the choice (very limited), freshness, and quality. Not a place that finds it way onto the "must return" list.
Now, the Gorse Fox is still dazzled by the sight of the Silver Vixen. Even the sound of her voice can scramble his neurones. So as he left the car, he phoned the Silver Vixen for a chat. The sound of her voice obviously started the scramble process, and the clustering of grey cells queuing up to visit Dignitas proved too much. When he left the (never to return to) restaurant, he couldn't find the car. The landmark that he had committed to memory turned out to be one of many... But which? And as he searched for said vehicle the rain started to fall.
Perfect.
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