We finally managed to get everything packed and I set about the task of getting all the boxes, gliders, bits and pieces in the van, while Geoff was busy with meetings. I always like the challenge of packing efficiently and we’re always hopeful that one day we’ll either have so little stuff, or pack so efficiently, that there will be enough room for one of us to sleep in the back. I was nearly there, but not quite. Last on were the bikes, for which we had bought a fancy new rack. Only problem was, our number plate isn’t centrally located, so the bikes had to go to the side and protruded too much. We shuffled the rack back into the middle, only to find that the lights were obscured. We took the wheels off, but then the number plate still wasn’t visible. In the end, we went for the most practical solution… repack the van, put the bikes inside, leave the new rack in the UK and sleep in the front seats as usual!

Hours later than expected we finally hit the road, driving down to our first stop in the Cotswolds to say good-bye to Geoff’s family.

And Wayne has taken the plunge, and is now living in our house over the winter.

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