Must hurry. The bed is covered in foul weather gear, thick mid layers, wooly hats and everything warm that I own, plus shorts tshirts and summer ware. Take the lot!
When I found out a week ago that I was helping Kev deliver Echo to the Mediterranean I was nervously preparing for storms and boltholes. Now the forecast looks more like we'll run out of diesel going across the Bay of Biscay.
Must get on. Oliver is picking me up in a couple of hours and driving Kev, Colin and I down to Dartmouth. Ted is already down there.
Now where are those flowers and chocolates for Les??
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