The trip down to Norfolk was largely uneventful, except the squeaky noise was back, meaning that I would have to do something about it sooner rather than later. I’ll take the later option preferably….

I arrived at Mum’s an hour later than planned, the usual roadworks and slow moving vehicles, yes slower moving than this one, added to the delay. But whilst filling up with Petrol on Kings Lynn this older guy came up and asked if the registration was the original one for the car. He couldn’t believe the condition of it, so I took that as a good omen that things would go well on the way. Still, I needed a similar one for the way back….

seeing as many people were stickering up their cars I thought it best to do my bit…