The road to hell (part two)…

To recap then, as I ended the last post, we had just climbed back into the car with rather different levels of enthusiasm – The Eldest positively skipped and hopped to her seat (she had her new Frozen magnetic pad doodler thing, remember?), I was putting a brave...

The road to hell (part one)…

…is the M25, then the M40. I have been driving from the South-East and London to my home town for nearly 17 years and on Tuesday this week I set a record for my longest ever journey-time. If I had been travelling on my own, then this would have been cause for...