Every once in a while, I manage to get a day off, that’s when I tend to grab a couple of friends and get Bruce to send us somewhere nice for a few hours (although depending on his mood, nice is a very subjective term for Bruce).

This time we got to go to The British Museum (apparently Bruce wanted to look up some “old friends” as he called it) so off we went.

Here are some “photo graphs I think they are called” if you look closely you can see Bruce in a couple of them trying not get noticed.

As you can see we had a nice day out, although it was marred slightly when Bruce got upset over his back door and Teleported the museum manager somewhere unpleasant (he’s alright now. Cortan took care of it).

‘Till next we meet.

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