Day 1
Miles travelled: 234
Total miles: 234
Location: Cath and Jane Babbage’s room (upstairs with en suite!), London-ish.
Cost of tonight’s accommodation: free
(tenner contribution to Chinese takeaway
fest)
Number of potnoodles in car boot: 4
Number of days I’ll be away: 13
Number of days accommadation I’ve actually booked in advance: 3 (just see where the road takes me)
Number of miles left to drive: approx
1000.

Shattered. Was packing til 4am this morning and up again at 7am as I had an
appointment en route for my mortgage
application. Which I won’t bore you with but will just say that due to the oaf at head office having sausage fingers when using his calculator I very nearly used up all my clean underwear up in one day. Muppet.

Noel is happily being looked after by my
lovely Auntie Julie and so will be feasting
on as many blueberries and brocolli
florettes as a hamster can eat. Got to be
careful typing that as predictive text
changes it to “gangster” which conjurs up
a whole different image. Not sure Julie and John would fancy Al Pacino eating all their vegetables.

Journey down was ok. Got lost in Telford
after only 33 miles which wasn’t the greatest. And I can’t find my way
anywhere in Dudley without starting off at
Russells Hall hospital so I can see why my
friend Jannine worries so much about me
making it to Copenhagen in once piece. I’m taking roughly the same route as last year, except Sweden was the next country along, so I’ve got a good general idea of where I’m going. ish.

In preparation for this trip I invested in a
Roald Dahl CD collection a few weeks ago
so listened to Danny the Champion of the
World all the way down. Found a load of
free Daily Mail and News of the World cd’s
at the back of the hall cupboard too so
brought them along. Should keep me
entertained for the long journey days
when all the radio stations are in foreign.
Haven’t even looked what’s on them but I
can see a fair few of the Daily Mail ones
being frisbee’d out of the car window at
some point.

The car has been cleaned too – inside and out. Just a bit more classy for when I have the roof down. Never a good look cruising along the autobahn with your hair blowing back in the breeze, with empty McCoys bags and Haribo wrappers being whipped out of the footwell by wild air currents and making a run for it. Nice thing about this year is I am getting better at packing light too. I mean, this year I haven’t brought the gas cooking stove OR the fuzzyfelt.

Thats it for my first day. I’ll get
http://www.roadtoeurovision.com sorted out as
soon as I get time. Off to sleep now. Have
to leave for Dover at 7am. I’m already
expecting I’ll miss the ferry. Just
shattered.