And the beat goes on...

Off on another little jolly tomorrow, this time with my mate Northern Terry. France, Spain, possibly Italy, who knows?

It just occurred to me however that the last time Terry and I went on a little jolly in a Land Rover something unpleasant happened...





Nothing like that is going to happen this time, nothing like that is going to happen this time, nothing like that... my mantra for the day has been set.