I set off at 6:30 this morning, powered through the early-commuter traffic to a pit stop north of Birmingham (oh, blessed A6 Toll!) and lunch at Kendal. Then I dropped off my co-driver and drove slack-jawed at the the scenery up to Cumbernauld, midway between Glasgow and Edinburgh.
If you are given to motorway driving, I thoroughly recommend the M73/74 north of the Lakes; it is truly superb, and the A6 over Shap Fell is gob-smackingly lovely.
To cap it all, there was a full rainbow travelling with me for most of the journey. As a Christian, I see that as a symbol of God’s faithfulness (Genesis something or other), so I was very buoyed up by the time I arrived at a mega-swish hotel and given the keys to king-sized deluxe suite. I have DOORS between the two parts and I have lived in entire houses smaller than the bathroom! (OK, that last bit’s an exaggeration.)
We had a posh din-dins (Pan-fried this, roasted Mediterranean that and more knives and forks that I have in my house) then I gave my adjudication of the drama competition (half of the reason I’m here). Tomorrow morning I’m going to skip out of the other adjudications and give myself some free time before my workshop at 11:30 (‘Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast’, the other half of the reason I’m here). After that, I can do what I like. Woo-jolly-hoo!
But now it is 10:30 and I have been on the go for over sixteen hours. So I’ll say good night all. Follow me on Instagram for more pics.
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