After a couple of days at home (or, more precisely, conveying gentlefolk back and forward between Addenbrookes) I drove my sister to Bristol for a meet-up with her eldest daughter, whose wedding near Helston you’ll all remember. I suspect we had some brother/sister chat on the way down (A14/M6/M42/M5/M32, travel bores). With the Aygo parked… Continue reading CARDIFF – BLACK EYE FRIDAY T-2