Month: January 2004
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ready salted samba ?
so, today’s the day! advance toward salt encrusted samba armed with garden hose, bucket of hot soapy water and spong and proceed to flood then underside, top side and every nook and cranny, (what’s a cranny ?) with water, there’s a strange feelikng od satisfaction watching all the crud mud and road dirt being flushed…
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and we’re back !
after over THREE THOUSAND kilometers and fourteen litres of engine oil sambasaurus is safely snuggled up next to the orange fugly on the drive… the return journey was a monster session, having left Morzine in the french alps at about 4pm i drove straight though to calais, onto the tunnel train (after a none-too-brief chat…