24 Little Hours

Only one day to go before the road trip. Have I prepared? Have I balls. Bombarded with recommendations of places to visit (including service stations!) that have nothing to do with the Festival itself I really wonder whether a week will be long enough! Of course my wallet will probably answer that question.

So anyway - a 450 mile trip awaits in around 24 hours which will no doubt leave myself and K in a wonderful cabin-fever type mode and you'll find bits of his body scattered around the north of England. Not that I'm a violent person - I just like the colour of blood.

Well I have absolutely nothing significant to say (not for the first time) so off I go to the land of coffee and bacon.

Toot toot

S