Yikes!

So the day is here. Seven hours to departure.

We leave this afternoon from Batchworth Scout Hut in Rickmansworth at 5.00pm sharp. I say 5.00pm, but judging by last night's 'planning meeting' in the pub, I'm ever so slightly doubtful of that.

Four of us managed to get together last night for a last minute catch-up. A few beers and a lot of Twiglets later, Quent is still debating whether to bring a two-burner stove, gas bottle and full set of pots and pans. We had a brief discussion about whether to fit the stereo in the van before we go, or on the motorway on the way down to the port. We also discussed what air horns would suit the van best, whether we should attach a full PA system to the roof, and what 'outfits' each set of drivers should wear. I think Quent is going to be BA Baracus. As you can see, all the important stuff is well and truly covered off.

Great news yesterday though - we've had last minute word from our friends at P&O that we've been given three return trips completely FREE. We left it a bit late, but they turned around our request in record time and came through with their 'ferry' generous offer yesterday. So huge thanks to P&O for helping us to and from the continent!

Right, I'm off to give the Jag a once-over. Still something leaking from the bottom, and the power steering is groaning ominously.