Uncoupling

 A discussion was had last night, after a few beers and a little red wine it might be added, about the route for today. Option one, enthusiastically taken up by one Lagonda and the Rolls, was to drive in the wrong direction for an hour, look at some scenery and drive back to where we started. Option two was to do the 7 1/2 hour drive from the hotel to the next stop, it being a long enough day as it was. 


It was thus decided that there would be two parties. Consideration about drivers was a factor. Nigel and Tobs kindly undertook to escort the frail Vauxhall to our night stop, direct. 


We had a lovely day, with enough time to stop and admire a Buddhist temple and observe as many birds of prey as we could. 


The other party had a wonderful drive to some spectacular scenery but arrived tonight feeling the effects of a long day. Their drive was not without incident, but that story will have to wait until all close relatives have been informed. 








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