A word about Macmillan.

Thank you all for giving.

I was told by so many people that Macmillian support really did help, often it was hard to express what the  Macmillian nurse did for them, so many said that when your family gets affected by Cancer, the support will be priceless.
Mark and Richard confirmed to me too that they valued the help that their families received.

When first met Sally the Macmillian nurse who helped Mum, my family and me I was so impressed.
It wasn't her great understanding of the situation, it wasn't the great patience that showed or even the fact that Sally knew all the agencies to get involved and set them in action.
What impressed me beyond belief is that she cried, she sat with me put everything in place that needed to be done, and cried because she cared.

Mum would not have received the care that she did, would not have lasted so long, would not have been able to express her choices or kept her dignity if we were not helped by Macmillian support.

Your donations will be well spent..

Thank you
Robin.

Aparantly there are cows in Belgium?!

We checked the levels on the Volvo for probably the last time.
The 850 reliability now giving us confidence of a steady journey home tonight.
After leaving Holland the car was silent, we didn't speak to each other until
France...I think Belgium does that to people.
Aiming for the 3pm Ferry..the end is in site.

Day 8

We started out about 10,  by 11am we pulled in to a McDonalds for a decidant western sober inducing meal.
700Km required in todays stage of the trip home and although mainly easy motorway driving we found it a
long slog with no aircon and yet another 8 hours in the car.
Lots of stops for essential coffee ensured we had a number of opportunities to overtake the Anthill mob
in their taxi allowing us to get the cameras out yet again.
We arrived in Maastrick late on Saturday night.
Home nice to be greated by a friendly receptionist, wanting to be helpful.
Comfy beds, enough towels, water for 3 and ..an iron all items missing from our last weeks stops.
Checked the just giving site, over a grand given including the gift aids, famtastic response, can't
thank everyone enough, can't thank McMillian enough.

I think Znalosti means taxi-losty

To celebrate the end of the rally the organoisers had a arranged a meal in
a resturant in the centre of the Prague old town.
All teams duly assembled to take that final ride, calling taxi's from reception.
So we waited, and waited, and waited, then phoned again and waited.
It seems that the taxi office thought "some English had called a number
of times with hoax calls, obviously drunk", not realising it was a number of
different "English". When we did get rides many taxi's could not find the
address, it seems there is no requirement for the Prague minicabs to have passed the "znalosti".
Unfortunately the meal became a disappointment with everyone arriving
With various amounts of tardiness, our team and the batmomile being fragmented.
Good humour was restored when "club rep Richard" rounded up all the social teams to
an Irish bar. With live music and the usual 2 for 1 offers a party atmosphere soon developed.
Having made the poor band play 6 encores they finally played "sweet home Alabama" for the last time
and moved us on.
"Harleys" was our next venue, fulfilling Robin's need for rock music and allowing all the teams to
continue to celebrate till the early hours.
We didn't have cameras and we would warn any Facebook users that any footage of embarresing behaviour
collated by the batmobile (later refered to as the Batty boys) has been fabricated.

Get ready those who said they would double the money!

Thank you to all who have sponsored us.
We have got here, it was fun in many parts and althougher a tough old drive.
Those who said they would double the sponsorship if we got Gerty home, watch this space, 2 more days of driving back to Blighty

We made it!

We made it guys....in Prague...oh yes here we are.
Stopping only for fuel., oil (lots) and time to make a curry at the roadside curtesy of Jamie Oliver
Now we have 2 days to get the volvo home again!

Start of day 7

Today we are reminded that this is a driving challenge, 400 miles of
"A" and "B" roads is expected to take over 7 hours.
Up at 6 today, it took every last drop of oil to register on the dipstick.
We have set off in convoy with the batmobile (a conververed vauxhall limo
with a claxon horn). Experianced ralliers they have introduced us to the
concept of a team sound track. Whenever the car arrives or departs from group
meetings the claxon horn is sounded and the "Doop" version of the charlston
is played at high volume. Its seems that toil boothes and border patrols like
this phenonomen a little bit less than we do!
So on to Prague!