O.K., Schools out, run the gauntlet of yummy mums. Taken my newish crap car to be fixed. Picked up courtesy car. It's a fuggin' Transit Connect van!
"Er, we're a bit short of cars this week. Sorry."
Decide not to tell 'em I'm gonna put 400 miles on the clock and crash out in it!
Off home for curry, strength three, sh*t, shave , shower. Then early start tomorrow a.m.
Should I bring chairs and picnic rug, Gimp mask for Jedi?
See you all tomorrow mid-morning. Stand by Jabo, Sid for heavy breathing phone calls to find you all at Duxford.
Looking forward to this no end