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I’m starting to think that October 23 might be my favourite day in the book. Why? Because I, as notCarruthers, get to abandon notDavies, the tiny boat and the foggy Frisians for a day, and, instead,  travel to Amsterdam for one glorious night in a luxury hotel. The book stipulates that the hotel needs toContinue reading “‘a perfect bed in a perfect hostelry’”