Motorbikes, manors and monkeys
Its not often that you find yourself being driven around the grounds of a luxurious country house hotel in a golf cart. The scale of the project we had undertaken probably hit home when I was sitting next to the porter at Stapleford Park that night. Or maybe it was when I was chasing a baby gibbon around Twycross Zoo or it could have been when I helped manoeuvre a brand new Harley Davidson out of a van at Sudbury Hall. These last three months have been rather interesting.
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