I set the alarm for 3.30am this morning, and by 4.15 my Sis and I were on the A14 heading for the coast, like on the Sonic Youth cover.
We’re heading to Helston to see Wren, Julie’s first grandchild. It’s just possible there’ll be pubs. Mrs RM is perfectly happy drinking low alcoholic lager at home, I’m sure.
By 7.19 we’d passed the perennial hold up zone below Bristol, and as mist rolled across the Levels we made our first pit stop at Sedgemoor Services.
What a delightful way to start a holiday, home brewed coffee and McDonalds hash browns in a picnic area off the M5.
No, I mean it.
Yes, spider’s webs to greet the morn.
Then we surveyed the GBG, and spotted the 9am tick…