Apparently, I am the only regular reader of this epistle, therefore I hereby declare that points from now, are awarded both on reading and posting, which must make me the supreme member of this small band of travellers.
As Logistics Officer for this year, I have ventured into the dark world of this Internet thingy, and finalised the plans for our September Sortie, to the heathen lands of Brittany.
We will board the mothership, TB2, catch a landing craft late p.m Thursday, Dover to Boulogne, and proceed under the cover of darkness, to meet with our agents, for breakfast. A victualling stop will be undertaken, en-route, to forage for supplies of grape-and-grain, and solid substances.
Following the weekend's frolics, we shall leave our resident agents' abode at 09.00 hrs Monday, to return to Boulogne, late pm, allowing for further foraging opportunities, and possibly a nosebag in Le Touquet, providing TB2 is not recognised by the local Gendamerie, and impounded. Last year's parking ticket was not paid !
We will arrive back in Blighty, late pm Monday / early hours Tuesday, where troops will depart in small groups.
The cost of this foray, includes all diesel, breakdown insurance, landing craft fees, and comes out at a smidgeon under £300, therefore with a predicted complement of 6, will be 50 sovs each. This does not allow for any motorway tolls encountered. Damned Frogs, don't they pay road tax ? ( actually, no, they don't )
We will have to make other arrangements for victualling en-route, and supplies for the weekend. It would not be sporting to allow our hosts to provide nosebag and beverages for our troop !
As always, best-laid plans can go tits-up, so watch this space.
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