Eric was having difficulty getting back to sleep on this sultry night. Now he had the noise of the birdsong as dawn approached to add to his woes. Eventually the sun came up and shone in full splendour, brightening up Eric's room and making it impossible to get back to sleep. So Eric got up and found his way to the kitchen. The bread maker hadn't finished yet so all he could find to eat was a scone with jam and cream.
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