Somewhat late – but it’s time to put pen to paper – or more accurately fingers to keyboard and regale you/bore you rigid (delete as appropriate) with my grog skewed recollections of my autumn half-term getaway. No Crystal Palace this time – the site sadly closed at the end of last year - but Abbey Wood in south-east London. Friday The directions suggested by Google Maps varied significantly from the route recommended by the club so I plotted various stops on the app to ensure the correct directions were followed. This was easy enough; I just picked bus stops. All was going well; there was the usual queue to leave the M25 at the A2 junction but after that traffic was benign and my cunning plan seemed to working. Then came the penultimate waypoint, just where I needed to make a right turn. Mistake. I ended up on a slightly nerve-racking detour through a housing estate, with cars parked both sides of narrow roads, there was a heavy sigh of relief when I rejoined the prescribed r...
Caravanner, real ale lover, collector of long leather coats. Always dressed in black. Blogging about all the above and more. School minibus driver, 52. Widowed in 2018.