Another slow start but nevertheless the gang busied themselves with sign making and vintage suitcase fixing duties and when we were finally ready to set off we were all in need of a good lunch. We stopped in Leicester to pick up a few supplies for the Landy, more bungees, PVA glue to keep the amazing Homemade Tour sign letters stuck onto the wood, (hats off to Max for a stirling job on that front). We picked up some substatially loaded sandwiches and were off.
At 60 mph the Landy becomes a bit wobbly especially with everything on the top and the wind blowing us about. But Max was equal to the challenge, the rest of us were seriously worried for the first 20 mins, but we got used to it. Kind of.
On arrival at Brid we did a whilstlestop tour of the places where Dan used to live and got some salient Heptinfacts about the local area. Then we got ourselves some Fish n’ Chips from Busy Bees cafe and scoffed them sitting in the Landy staring at the sea. It was good.
Ye Olde Star Inn was quiet – to begin with – and for sometime it seemed that we were going to play to an audience of one (and he actually became part of the band, so to none infact), gradually our friends turned up and before we knew it, we were having a bloody good time, hollerin, dancin and necking the rum kindly bought by Reg – (ta fella).
Crikey – half past two – a lot of maths and Farenheit man – time for bed ‘it’s only Monday’. A tired Landlord presented an amazing breakfast in the morning. Thank you Mark – those mushies were well tasty.