Cleared immigration and customs with no questions or rubber gloves. Told them I had some pocket knives which they said they had to inspect, and the inspector kindly lent me his own to cut the wrapping off the chav bag, and still got out of the airport faster than we usually manage at Gatwick. 10 minutes from the airport with a scouse cab driver and woke jenny up with the doorbell
A glorious day in Perth - blue skies, bright sunshine and 22c - I was wandering around in shirtsleeves laughing at the locals in coats, scarves and bobble hats. I suspect the tables will turn as we go north and I turn into a grease spot as the temperature rises, but we'll deal with that as it happens. And buy a van with aircon....
Harry has bought us a load of caravan and truck advert magazines (plain brown wrapper optional) and been through them with a red pen, and we start in earnest tomorrow with the Perth dealers. Having bored everyone on the subject for months it will be interesting to see how much of my thinking has been complete bollocks.
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