While still suffering for a red wine hangover, we nipped over to the isle of wight to see some of steve's other relatives.
It's like going back in time about fifty years, it's all a bit slow and old fashioned and they speak a bit weird too!
While steve was meeting up with some of his clan, i was dragged by one of his aunties friends to this really weird shop in the middle of nowhere. all it sold was garlic and anything and everything with garlic in.
Aparently this shop has an annual garlic festival when you can sample the delights of garlic ice cream. garlic beer or garlic face moisturiser??!!??!
Steve was underwhelmed when i bought him some banana and garlic chutney. No sure why???
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