Brought to you by yet another miracle of modern science, we're reporting in from somwthere in the English Channel. We've swapped our parrots for a computer and our wooden legs for an internet connection (somehow) and can report that this stage of the journey is both wet and dark. Pieces of eight bits. We'll be in France by the morning, all set for a long drive down to Toulouse in time for duck.
Its great to be out of england at last, after what seems like an interminable wait, but now the stir-craziness is wearing off and being replaced with terrific excitement - we're actually going to do this utterly mad, fantastic trip!