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So today I got up at 6:30am (that's just wrong) and drove to Ealing to meet Bob. We met Andy then we drove (I say 'we' but I'm not suggesting it was much of a team effort - none of that "you take the gas I'll take the wheel" foolishness) to North Wales to catch the ferry to Ireland. This turned out to be an all day journey.

I was mildly amused and slightly confused by the toilet sign on board the ferry. I'm assuming that's hair that the woman has. That, or she's on fire.

J