On Board

Here by the wonders of coin-in-a-slot internet access, I am able to write to you from on board the ferry headed for Ireland. I have to watch the credit dwindling though (7 mins left!) as I write. We had a rubbish journey up through England with big hold ups both ends of the (clear) M6 Toll and then the M56 closed where a lorry had fallen off a bridge onto the carriageway. It took us from 15:30 to just on midnight. No problem, we are aboard now and steaming towards Dublin.

Dad had been to see the screening of Mike Maloney's new film Red Sails at the Arden Theatre in Faversham which he reports was brilliant, and in which Dad even got named in the credits, presumably for helping Mike in the making thereof.

OK , credit's running out
Deefs (04:23)