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The past month!!

More snow than you can throw a stick at!

snow -25 °C
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Well I don't seem to be very good at updating my blog entries on a regular basis!! Maybe this is because it will get a bit boring me saying well on Monday I went snowboarding and on Tuesday I went snowboarding and on Wednesday I went snowboarding.... I think you get the gist!! Therefore I will just encompass the past month into this one entry!!

So what have I done?? On the way back from Milan I went via the ski resort of Verbier, this is a resort which I know and love and would be spending my 30th birthday partying with the lads in the not too distant future!! I also thought this would avoid the Mont Blanc Tunnel and stop me incurring any further tolls, what can I say I am Yorkshire man! Unfortunately my journey took me though the The Great St Bernard Tunnel, a series of small tunnels and the main 6km long tunnel at a cost of just 34 euros!!! I was obviously none too happy about this at the time and it got me thinking, people go on about that amount of tolls in France and someone always pipes up with, oh but the French don't have to pay road tax.... Which is bloody great for them, but what about us that pay English road tax and then have to pay the tolls too?? I mean do the French contribute to the upkeep of our roads when they drive in England??? Not that I know of!!

Anyway I had a good day riding in Verbier, really nice weather and even met some other fellow boarders to ride with for the day!!

So what have I been doing for the past few weeks? As you have guessed mainly snowboarding, the week I came back from Bulgaria some friends were over from England, we had fantastic conditions as you can see and lucky old Neil even got shat on by a bird (of the feathered variety unfortunately)!!
During this week I did the run of my life, from the top of the Grand Montets at an elevation of 3300 meters we encountered waist deep untouched powder fields that you just floated across, I pretty much did the whole run with my hands up in the air shouting this is the best run I have ever done as loud as I could! Everybody I was with that day put it as the best run they have ever done, they all had plenty of weeks riding under their belts too so that takes some doing! I can only think getting dropped on a mountain via helicopter can surpass that!!

As you all know I have been having problems with the van, namely that I had very little heating! Now I am one for roughing it but at temperatures of minus 25 things can get a little cold at night. Now luckily for the last week of Jan I had my friends Matt and Rachel with their little boy Bradley coming out, so with a bunk bed with my name on it I set off on a snowy Friday morning over to La Clusaz!! As I got lower the snow turned to rain, I also decided to take for more scenic route (the fact it was avoiding the tolls had nothing to do with it) via the resort of Megève!! Unfortunately the higher I got the rain turned back to snow and as I came to the very hairy mountain pass the snow was really coming down. With only 12km to go I decided I better brave the cold and put the snow chains on Bertha, I can safely say it was the coldest my hands have ever been. Now words cannot describe the levels of cold involved when you are on a very high mountain pass in gale force winds and its snowing heavily, but the thought of a warm cup of tea only 12 clicks away made me get on with it, just imagine what words came out of my mouth after finishing one wheel I realised that I had stupidly fitted it to the front wheel when its rear wheel drive!!! What a nob!!

Once the chains we fitted things don't get much better.... After doing a few more kilometres I am told that the mountain pass is closed due to avalanche risk!! After putting a diversion in the Tom Tom it would seem I would have to go another 65 kilometres to get to La Clusaz!! Still with the thought of a warm bed for the night in the forefront of my mind I decided to truck on. With about 35 kilometres to go and approaching a roundabout I went to press the brakes to find I virtually didn't have any!! All of a sudden the tolls sounded like the better option!! It should be noted at this stage torching Bertha actually crossed my mind!!

I managed to make it to Matt sisters chalet even without any brakes and with some weird noises coming out of Bertha!! The next morning I sluggishly drove to a petrol station and jacked up Bertha, to my amazement the drivers side wheel was loose and seemed to wobble!! I then drove to a village called Thornes where I left it at the VW garage! As it was now the weekend I couldn't do much but wait! A big thanks to my friend Jo who phoned the French guy and conversed with him on my behalf, at this point I was pretty sure it was a wheel bearing and thought that I would surely have change out of 100 euros...... When Jo phoned you can imagine how over the moon I was when she told me the bill was going to be nearly 500 euros!! With not many other options I told them to get on with the work, a couple of days later I picked her up as good as new!!

Now at this point the van was starting to get on top of me a little, I mean I can handle the cold and the lack of internet connectivity but its a nightmare getting all your stuff dry without the heater working properly!! So up until this point I was half thinking about getting some accommodation in Chamonix for the rest of the season and had even started making enquires.. With Bertha costing me an extra 500 quid I thought i better make the most of a bad situation and try and last it out for the rest of the season, I had an idea of what the heating problem was so I phoned my mate Craig and asked him to send some parts over with some friends that were coming out to Verbier for my birthday, watch this space... Here is inside Bertha one tea time;

So all in all had a really nice week in La Clusaz, another couple Jane and Lofty with their little boy Zac came out for most of the week too, here we all are having a birthday meal for Bradley and I (his birthday is the day before mine). The food was good but the bill was even better... Matt and Rach ordered the beef to share at what they thought was 34 euros between them, unfortunately it was 34 euros each, those who know Matt will believe me when I say his face was a picture when we got the bill and the journey home in the car was very quiet to say the least!!

Here is Brad doing a nice little barrel jump;

So straight after Matt and I headed over to the party town of Verbier where we had a very nice apartment for the week, we were going to be a day early so we had a night in Bertha in the sports centre car park, Matt and I lived in this car park for 2 weeks a couple of seasons ago, so its like home from home!

For anyone who has been to Verbier I am sure they will agree that its probably one of the best ski resorts for apres ski, the Farinet with its live band, 15 Swiss franc 4 pint pitchers, roof that opens, dancing on the tables and shots down a ski should be one of the great wonders of the world... As you can probably see from the photographs the week has just about everything going, great snow, great friends and happy times!! I have never been one to celebrate birthdays but I guess I had to celebrate my 30th!! We had a great day riding and it followed by over 12 hours of fun, fun, fun, couple of photo's are on here and many, many more on Facebook!! Thanks for everybody involved for making it such a memorable day / week!! May I add that I maybe now the ripe old age of 30 but I was pretty much the first one up every morning, the last one in every night and went riding everyday!! A true machine!!

As you can see I have been working on the goggle tan quite a bit;

As I started writing this blog entry in the Rhododendrons, Chamonix yesterday it was still snowing outside, I am now finishing it off sat in a toasty warm van after a blue bird powder day on Flegere. In fact out of the past 5 days 4 (one day the mountain was closed) of them have been some of the best powder days I have ever ridden in, we are talking snow balls deep and even in some cases over waist deep. I really think I have fallen in love with Chamonix and its awesome terrain, I can now see why people keep coming back year on year, when you have the amounts of snow that we have had over the past few weeks Chamonix really is a snowboarders mecca!
Here is Nick skiing in the powder in Flegere;

All this snow has also made me realise what a dangerous place Chamonix can be, I have therefore treated myself to a avalanche transponder, shovel, probe and new bag to carry it all in, Happy 30th and all that! Lets hope I never have to use it...

That about brings you up-to-date with the currently situation, I am on a snowboard course for for three days next week. Hopefully I should start really progressing my freestyle riding so watch this space for pictures & video of me knocking out 360's and maybe the odd flip...... Just remember you don't have to land it to claim it!! Buddmeister I will be ready for ya!!

One last thing, I guess I should let you know about what happening with Bertha..... Well it appears that my attempts to fix, which involved me crawling around in the wet & snow for about 3 hours seems to have partially worked..... Lets just say I think Bertha and I may have come to some agreement on the heating arrangements that both parties are happy with, for the moment... I will let you know how I get on!!

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More snow in Bulgaria

The snow keeps falling

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When I eventually landed in Sofia, Bulgaria I got my hire car and put in the destination to my trusty Tom Tom, that was until Bulgaria.... The S*it S*it as it is now to be known, took me on some of the most treturous roads and mountain passes I have ever driven on, I knew it didn't seem right, but just had to rely that it would get me there in the end. It was snowing quite a bit and the roads had a fair amount of snow on, I did think on a number of occasions that it would probably be wise to put the snow chains on, but it was nearly midnight so thought I would just crack on! The trusty Renault got me there in the end and I managed to find the 'Hotel'!

The hotel was quite a quaint little farm at the middle of a very snowy track about 12 km from Bansko, it provided quite a nice base so that I could inspect the apartment that I am in the process of buying.

The next morning I got up nice and early for breakfast, which ended up been cheese omelette as that was about the only thing the lady could understand. I then drove up to Bankso to give the apartment a once over, it was a glorious sunny day and all the trees were loaded with snow. Wished that I had my snowboard with me!!

Took a good luck over the apartment, they still have plenty of work to do, but on the whole the apartments seem OK and especially happy with my view;

Had a walk around the village afterwards and even treated myself to a chicken kebab, they actually put chips in it too! I also had a look through the clothing stores and got myself a bargain new snowboarding jacket and pants, having just one set of clobber was starting to become an issue.

That evening I ate in the 'hotel' and had one of the many Bulgaria stews on the menu, all in all it was pretty nice. I finished the evening off with a sauna, though the sauna looked like a garden shed with a few electric heaters fixed onto the inside! The guy even put one of those picture frames with a running waterfall and calming noises of birds in the background... The sound coming out of it reminded me more of a drowning cat (sorry Jinksy), i didn't have the heart to turn it off as I didn't want to offend!

Drove to the airport the next day, this time the S*it S*it took me the right way. On the way it started snowing again! By the time I got to the airport it was really coming down!! I prepared myself for another long wait in the airport, luckily the Bulgarian's didn't seem to be as worried about clearing all the snow as the Italians did and we were soon up in the air!! Got sat next to some Bulgarian who's breath smelt like he had eaten horse manure that morning, I really felt like asking him to get some tic tacs or something!

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Heading to Bulgaria via Italy

Road tripping

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So the plan was to rest my back a little, go to Bulgaria and check out how finished the ski apartment I am in the process of buying in the resort of Bansko was. So my predicament, it was Saturday in Chamonix and my heater had packed in the night before, it was baltic in Chamonix.... My flight to Sofia, Bulgaria wasn't until the Tuesday morning, so do I stick around twiddling my thumbs in the freezing cold or do I go on a road trip?

The road trip won hands down. I set off from Chamonix about 18:00 and decided to take the route through the Mont Blanc Tunnel, mainly because with my season pass the toll for going though the tunnel is just 11 euros! After I queued for nearly two hours I eventually reached the toll booths, when I gave the guy my season pass he looked puzzled and mumbled something about needing a different ticket! Basically I was meant to get my cheaper ticket in Chamonix village, as I handed over 44 euros, that's 44 pounds for those of you that do not keep up to date on exactly how poor the euro it to the pound at the moment. I can honestly say I think I actually wept as I gave over the money.

The tunnel itself is actually very impressive at 11.6 km long, they even gave me a free DVD about how it was built, though I would have preferred a few quid off the ticket price if I am honest! One strange thing was inside the tunnel it was actually really really warm and all the ice and snow that was on Bertha started melting, this started me thinking and more to the point hoping that the tunnel would melt the frozen diesel (if that's what the problem is), a magic tunnel in my books! On existing the tunnel I stopped at my earliest convieance to see if the heater would fire up, she did!! All of a sudden that 44 euros seemed like money well spent, after all I was heading to Milan and I was hoping for it to be a little warmer, but I was pretty sure that whilst Milan enjoys great summer months they also enjoy a nice cold winter!

I took the opportunity of stopping to fill up the mini hot water bottle that my friends Laura & Kelly bought me as a travel present!! At the time I said the obvious and gestured at its nice fit down my trouser front, as it happens it was a perfect fit for the back of my trousers, just where I had the back pain. So thanks girls, top present! I continued driving and eventually pitched up in what seemed like a quiet housing estate in, no sooner had my head hit the pillow I heard a cockrill doing what they do best, this followed by what seem to be a crescendo of cocka doodle do's, been the ever optimist I thought that they might calm down..... I think it was 5:30 am when I moved Bertha elsewhere!! I also tried to turn the heater on, unfortunately it had stopped working AGAIN!!

Got up in the morning and had a drive around, as it happens I had camped up directly next to the San Siro stadium. Parked up and got the metro to Duomo to see the Milan Cathedral;

As nice as Milan is, with its great winters and great summers there didn't seem to be too much to do, except the odd museum and picture gallery and I certainly wasn't in the mood for traipsing round museums on my own! So Italy in general seems a really nice place, my only problems so far was that not many of them spoke a word of the queens English! I know many of you will think, well to be fair I was in their country and they shouldn't have to and I would agree with you. My comment is mealy I don't know how people can get through life without having at least a basic concept of the English language, its pretty much everywhere you look, films, music!

One other comment about the Italian people is that I found them terrible and very aggressive drivers who don't even know the meaning of a red light. Whilst on the Italian traffic light system, I would love to know what an eternal flashing amber light was? After sitting at one for a about 5 minutes any further lights such as these I interpreted as pretty much green for go!!

When I got to Milan from what other people have said I expected it to be wall to wall, hot chicks!! Now lets just say I was very disappointed I would definitely say with all their gold bling, shiny puffa jackets and words like GUESS plastered all over them. There are more hot women in the White Rose Centre in Leeds per square meter than there are in Milan! I am pretty sure it was my friend Gunny that gave me tip about the women been hot... Maybe that explains a lot... :-)

Though I must admit I didn't see a man that wasn't sporting a very nice pair of leather shoes! So they have got some things right!

Now I don't think I have many Italian friends or friends with Italian blood and I am generalising and don't mean to cause offence but... I found most Italians very offensive and not polite whatsoever, they certainly don't posses any queueing skills! Saying that maybe that's just my English perspective?

Later that afternoon I got back to the Van and tried the heater again, still no joy! The thought of spending the next few hours in the van without any heating didn't fill me with confidence, so I decided to hit the road again!! With the engine running and blowers blowing Bertha was not such a cold place to be. Next port of call Lake Garda.

Rolled into Garda late that evening, it has been some of the worst conditions I have driven in before, in terms of fog! Pitched up for the night and when I opened the curtains that morning had a pleasant surprise in that it was a glorious day!

Popped into the tourist information and got some ideas of things to do around Lake Garda, a very polite (so they do exist) lady behind the desk gave me some good ideas and I headed up to Malcesine a bit further up the lake. Along the way some of the scenery was breath taking;

The idea behind driving to Malcesine was to go up the cable car to the top of the mountain there call Monte Baldo, up on the top people were skiing and snowboarding and there were some great views of Lake Garda to be had;

In general I found Lake Garda to be a really nice picturesque place and I am pretty sure I only scratched the surface. I expected it to be very much like our own lake district but in reality it was a cross between the lakes and Blackpool. Lake Garda had it quaint little villages and breath taking views;

But it also has Movieland Studios, Sealife World and even their very own type of Tuk Tuk. The theme parks both had their fair share of high octane roller coasters and various other rides!! Now I would have never associated white knuckle rides with somewhere like Lake Garda! I think I was also pretty lucky in that I was there during their winter months and is had been a really nice day, I can imagine in Summer the place would be packed with tourists it might take the appeal off the place for me slightly!

Drove back to Milan that evening to be nearer the airport, as I got my head down for the night I heard some rain or thought I heard some leaves rubbing against the van roof, when I awoke in the morning to get ready for my flight You can imagine how surprised I was to see this;

About 4 inches of snow had fallen and I had to get to the airport, luckily Big Bertha made it without me having to put my snow chains on. When I got to the airport the plane was delayed for an hour, I thought not bad considering! At 17:30 we eventually got off the ground, my flight was due to set off at 11:05!!!! Communication and availability of basic food and water in the airport was non existent and we had no indication of what was happening, watch this space for a copy of the complaint email to Stelios Haji-Ioannou of Easyjet!! In checking the correct spelling of his name and I have also found out that he has now been made a sir..... What the f*ck is the world coming to?? Sorry for the bad language Mum!

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My journey to France and the first week...

The big test of Bertha's and the Machines stamina!!

snow -10 °C
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Well it was 10:00 on Boxing Day I set off from Leeds after an emotional good bye from my family (which includes Mr Jinks)! Big Bertha had half a tank of fuel (great planning on my part) and was raring to go! The first thing to go wrong was the Tom Tom was not working, whilst this was not going to cause me too much of a problem getting to Dover it was the other side I was worried about! Luckily it was just a flat battery and after a quick charge, panic over.

I had to be in Dover for about 15:15 which gave me a good 5 or so hours to get my ferry in time... All was going OK and was making good time after just one scheduled fuel stop until I hit the dreaded M25, seems Boxing Day was probably not going to be the quiet travelling day I thought it was going to be. Now maths has never been my strong point, I calculated that Dover was 423 kilometres and the van does on average about 80 km (though the trusty Tom Tom reckons the speedo is about 5 km out so that would make my average speed about 75 km). I can honestly say Bertha is not exactly a Porsche Cheyenne, I can count on one hand the number of vehicles I have had to overtake and I am writing this blog two weeks after my departure!! So going on my calculations I should get to Dover in just over 5 hours... I certainly wasn't leaving much room for margin of error, well I think we all know where this is going, yes I missed my ferry!! Note to captains log: Must plan travelling times better! I turned up at the port just as my 15:55 ferry was pulling away into the distance, luckily they got me on the next one 50 minutes later and it only cost an extra tenner!

Now its worth noting at this point that on Christmas Eve I hurt my back trying one of my audacious strictly come dancing manoeuvres on one of the ladies frequenting the Devon public house that evening! Now come Christmas day I could hardly walk but I just battled on hoping that it would miraculously sort its self out in a couple of days and I would be flying down the mountain in no time... What can I say forever the optimist!

So when the boat docked I jumped in Bertha and followed the trail of camper vans out of Calais. Seems that the Tom Tom knew exactly where we were and off we went, obviously on the right hand side of the road. For those of you that know me I have got history on this!! As I am a tight Yorkshire man and mainly because Bertha cannot handle the high speed life of the French toll roads I decided to take the slightly longer and toll deficient route through France - Belgium - Luxemburg - France and by the end of the first day I was well over half way of the 1386 km journey. I pitched up the camper for the night in a quiet little super market carpark. That was until they had all their post Christmas deliveries early that Saturday morning, note to the captains log: Must choose camping locations more wisely!

Now my back was still troubling me a little bit so rather than busting a gut getting to Chamonix in two days I thought I would do the next couple of sections of the Journey over two days. That afternoon I had a couple of hours in Luxemburg and then the rest of the afternoon stopping off at various shops for snow chains and believe it or not a tea towel.

France has left a couple of tea towel related of questions still unanswered for me, that being 'What the hell do the French call tea towels and for that matter do they even have them? and if they don't have them how do they dry their pots??' I know its mind blowing!! Answers on a post card or email please Jo!

Wanting to get a good nights sleep I managed to find a library car park, surely nobody will be going to a library in France before 9:00 on the Sunday after Xmas?? My suspicions were correct!!! Maybe I am learning fast?

Got going nice and early, had just over 300 km to go and straight away the roads seemed to be getting steeper and steeper. Before I new it I was seeing mountains and vineyards, something caught my eye as it took off next to the van. It was only a eagle and a pretty big one too, it was literally flying next to Bertha before it probably thought better of ruining its street cred!

I gradually got higher and higher, the higher I got the more snow was about, at one stage I actually went though the ski resort of Pontarlier. Pontarlier is not only of France's highest cities at 850 meters but seems is also the capital of that dirty drink absinthe!

I rolled into Chamonix in the afternoon with plenty of time to get a well deserved and well over due may I add shower, sauna, swim & another shower, in that order I may add! It should be noted that in France they actually make you wear speedos, now speedos in general have never really done it for me but a pair two sizes too small bought in a mad rush in some French equivalent of Matalan certainly doesn't leave a lot to the imagination.. I will leave that one there or maybe I will post up a picture if there is enough demand for it? Here is one of Bertha parked up in Chamonix for the moment;

Now for a bit about camper life, so far so good, managed to get pretty good nights sleep and had been keeping warm. When I got out of the sports center it was -10!! In the van my fingers were freezing and I could see my own breath... things were not looking promising.. I put on the heating and went for a burger and pint, the food and drink came to a grand total of 18 euros, in our money that basically now equates to 18 quid!! Seems I was going to have to get even more used to loosening those pants every time I went to pay for something in France.

When I eventually got back to the van expecting to be putting my 4 layers on for the night I was pleasantly surprised to find it was like sauna, how many more tricks does Bertha have up her sleeve?

Had a pretty good nights sleep except what looked like some pissed up Albanian (no it wasn't Milly either) knocking on my back door, I pulled back the curtains and he was stood there swaying and mumbling! I think he was just genuinely confused!

The Monday I still decided to take it steady and do the Aiguille De Midi which is the cable car to the summit, the Téléphérique de l'Aiguille du Midi, was built in 1955 and held the title of the world's highest cable car for about two decades.

My back then started to feel a bit better so I got out on the mountain for the next few days, including bringing in the New Year riding in 30 cm of fresh powder on a blue bird new years day. Days don't really get much better that that!! Obviously the only thing that spoilt it slightly was the mandatory new years eve hangover that was obtained drinking vastly over priced drinks and shots in the La Terrasse bar Chamonix. The French also have a tradition of hitting the streets and letting off fire crackers, some of them pretty big, willy nilly! I am sure that someone would soon put a stop to any sort of tradition like that in England!

I did a few more days up the hill but even though my back was a lot better it wasn't 100%. As I wasn't able to give it my all I wasn't enjoying as much as I usually would. After going to the physio on the Friday decided to rest my back for a few days and go on a road trip to Bansko, Bulgaria via Milan where I would board a flight to Bulgaria. Didn't fancy the 5400 km round trip in Bertha on my own, especially taking into account some of the less that desirable countries you have a to pass through and nearby!

Also at the this point the heater had packed in, on Thursday night a two litre bottle of water that was situated about 1.5 feet next to me froze solid during the night...... Note to captains log: Unknown heater problem, thinking its related to voltage in someway or maybe the diesel has frozen?

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Last few weeks and just over three weeks to go..

Bertha goes silent


Well quite a bit has happened over the past few weeks. The last weekend I basically caught what felt like TB and stayed in all weekend and watched TV, in fact to be exact I watched 16 episodes of The IT Crowd and about 6 films between eating copious amount of soup and Lemsip.... The makings of an award winning blog posting I think not!!

Anyway on the weekend of the 22nd I took big Bertha along with my friend Gavin Longley to North Wales, on the way over my state of the art iPod stereo system basically blew up, before you say anything it was quite loud.... On a unscheduled toilet stop I decided to have a quick look at the wiring and fuses, couldn't see anything drastically wrong so continued with only good conversation and our even better singing voices, there was talk of 'The Cherokees', Gav and I bands reforming.....

By the time we got to our destination we managed to have a couple of beers, it was when I went to the cash point I realised that I had lost my wallet, obviously on the unscheduled toilet stop! Realising there was nothing we could do about it we got our heads down for the night!

Went for a nice walk in the morning and saw some of the Welsh countryside and then drove home!! So the main points here are, Big Bertha got me to Wales and back, the best part of 270 miles. About 170 of those without any music and the fact that I also lost my wallet...

Now after cancelling all my cards on the Sunday I came into work on the Monday to find that a lady called Rachel had phoned from Colwyn Bay police station to tell me that my wallet had been handed in! Now I don't know about you but when things like this happen is really does restore my faith in the world.

I promptly phoned the police lady, who confirmed that my wallet had been handed. I must point out that this lady was very polite and efficient and bent over backwards to try and get the wallet back to me as soon as possible, I must say she also sounded hot :-) She then basically went on to tell me that a guy had handed the wallet in but confessed to taking 20 quid out because he was skint, I was like 'well I guess I would have given him something for handing it in as it wasn't about the money it was more about my driving licenses, gym card etc...', anyway I saw the funny side of it and Rachel said the guy was going to bring the money back in when he got paid! Almost a week later I speak to Rachel and to cut an already long story short, the guy had brought the 20 quid back in. So it seems that my wallet is winging its way back to me as we speak with all its contents... Looks like I will not have to send knee cap finance round to the guy that handed my wallet in and lent 20 quid out of it :-) Seriously I have asked for his address so I will make sure I send him something for been such a good citizen!

I must say that Rachel did all she could and its makes a refreshing change to find someone working in the public sector who does everything within their powers to make the whole process as painless as possible!! After all she could have just said I have to drive to Colwyn Bay and back!! Hats off to you officer!!

Oh one last big bit of news, my Chamonix season pass has arrived so I should be straight on them lifts when I get to the village!! Hopefully midday 27th Dec... Big Bertha permitting!!

One last thing, you will be pleased to know I have now fixed the stereo!! Seems it blew a inline fuse... Anyway I have up-rated it from a 3A to 5A!! I would have gone stir crazy on that journey with any music!! Though if it catches on fire like one of Bowdens motors then I would ask the fire investigators to start there :-)

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