Well, we're getting into the swing of things with a mini panda adventure to Dublin from yesterday. Alan boiled the Barchetta dry by letting it run out of water on the way down from a small leak in the expansion tank. God, sometimes he's just soooo gay! Like he totally forgets that between us we're driving 31 years of cars and they're not really like white goods and you have to pay attention to the warning lights.
Anyway, no harm done it seems (well, no oil and water seem'd to of mixed) but Sylvia did the 150 miles without a hitch. Even found a Eurythmics tape in the door bin and me and Annie Lennox were singing our hearts out to 1980's music on the 1991 tape deck the whole way down.
Going to the hotel gym now and then the tram into Dublin for some shopping. Sylvia is taking a rest in the Hotel underground garage. Think Fred is giving her a massage or something...
Jim