Ahh the very first night of ‘planning’ after we hatched our pond-hopping scheme all those maanny mooons ago. (Like a couple months ago). There is but 1 week that stands in our way before we annoy the Virgin Airline stewards and stewardesses for 8 or so hours to within an inch of their sanity and finally arrive in The Land Of The Free (which, let’s be honest is a big fat lie because it’s actually bloody expensive).
7 days to go… (Then we promise we will actually start post interesting stuff. And pictures of Laurence sleeping on the plane)