1st September 2018
Today is the calm before the storm. I have the luxury of taking my time with packing, although these days I don’t need to take much.
I think Nicola and Colin volunteered too quickly to take me to the airport. I don’t think they realised that leaving at 3.00am is when the zombies of the village roam the streets. We have allowed two and a half hours to get there.
It will be interesting to see if Colin will get above the speed limit even in the early hours, whereas Damian would probably do it in forty-five minutes.
Ilminster is awash with little old ladies on mobility scooters. I was in Tesco, and there was a jam caused by all trying to hit the exit at the same time. All the old dears had the same blank expression on their faces, not exactly a scene from Mad Max, but it was a lot safer walking on the roads.
I washed and parked the car then stretched a cover over it. It was like fitting a condom over a brick, hopefully it will be fully protected.
Another Lifetime to go 