The downside to motor homing is that you are required by the Missus to hoover the house before you are allowed to set off. I was closely watched yesterday, while performing this chore, by Colin and Penny, aka the Kray twins, who knew something was up by the general frenetic packing and cleaning activity. If Colin is looking unusually somnolent, even for him, it is because he has just scoffed a box of biscuits for cheese, inadvisedly left unattended at Colin nose level. And he did pretty much eat the box, as well as it’s contents.
In the mid afternoon we headed south down the M6 with Deborah Moggach, in good form with her audiobook ‘Heartbreak Hotel’, pausing only to weigh Mavis at Jenkinson’s weigh bridge in Penrith.
We pelted through the 40 mph limit areas at at least 2.5 mph and reached Portsmouth by 11 pm. We bivouacked last night outside Southdown’s motorhomes and spent the morning getting one or two minor problems sorted out. Their after sales service is brilliant.
In the afternoon we took the Krays around Port Solent…a good motorhome stop over with loads of free parking.
We bought a wet suit at the marine super store here. I am plotting a bit of surf kayaking when we get to the Medoc.
The waitress failed to tempt us in for a pizza and we went back to Mavis for a tasty curry and naan before the short trip to the Brittany Ferries terminal. We are booked on the 8 am ferry for Caen.