The horrible truth was slowly dawning on me: I'd been so preoccupied with finding things like Wellington boots and torches, not to mention boning up on my Enid Blyton, that I'd forgotten to read the small print.
The horrible truth was slowly dawning on me: I'd been so preoccupied with finding things like Wellington boots and torches, not to mention boning up on my Enid Blyton, that I'd forgotten to read the fine print.