……. when he spotted an air balloon floating over Evesham towards the river at around 7.30am.
He said that the silent serenity of his walk alone with his thoughts were occasionally interrupted by the sound of the burners being turned on and off.
He did wave, hoping to perhaps hitch a lift, as the balloon seemed to be going in the same general direction as he was, but as he got to the bridge it was too high to see or hear him. What is he like?
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They look great. A couple of years ago, Mrs. D and I went to a hot air balloon festival in Leòn, central Mexico.
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