Morning all, alarm gone off, porridge on the boil then it’s off to meet my brother for our twosome convoy from West Bromwich to the record attempt. Hoping to join the queue on the M1.
Showered, Weetabix consumed, just gotta get the car out and get to Birch services, pretty damp and miserable here.
Back home now, sun shining here but what a great day and so well organised apart from the fact that I don’t think the organisers realised how many would turn up or they would have ordered more loos