Gah, weekends, they come towards me faster than expected!

See how I pack my little spotted hanky and head towards the (hopefully) frozen north where StabCon will be perpetrated.

Nothing abnormal about that, we dfo it twice a year, but this time there are a couple of subtle differences.

1) Since Best Beloved has a shiny new car, she's driving (Rah!)
2) We're dragging lokeon along with us, since the poor chap is rather at a loose end at present.
3) We're packing "light"
4) The spanish inquisition

Fingers crossed we get out of London before the rush hour gets too evil.