One sleep to go ....

A slightly manic few days as time moves ever forwards and the months of planning become a distant memory, to be replaced by a sort of calm inevitability coupled with episides of blind panic!

What have I been doing on my last full day in the UK?

It started with a nice bit of methodical packing, a place for everything and everything in its place, that sort of thing. Sarge would be proud ;-)

Then I decided to cut the grass, followed closely by fitting a new set of brake pads that had just arrived to the Tiger, the old ones being wrapped in tin foil & added to the spares box in pannier 2.

Then it was back to packing, tank bag this time, with pride of place going to the lovely leather bound journal that my better half had presented me with - for when the technology breaks down or just doesnt cut the mustard.

Next on the list was putting some mirrors that we had brought back with us from Asia up on the walls, such a varied last day this has been!

Finally as darkness fell, we sat down for a lovely fish supper and then settled in front of the TV to watch 'The Kings Speech'.

What do you have to drink when you are just about to set off riding 21000km to Thailand? ... That's easy...

Cheers!