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 with customs) then through to london to return a broken paul-zwitter to his bride-to-be carol then onto the last leg of the journey to bristol, pausing only to pass out for an hour or so in the back of the bus somewhere near swindon (oh the joys of having a bed in my race car !)

more soon,
pictures, video, stupid anecdotes, more video, some animations and finally some poignant observations on the absurdities of modern life !